Chapter 6

Maverick's POV

I wasn't sure where I was taken to so late in the night, but it was a pretty long drive. I kept looking back, and I could see Blue's car behind. That was the only thing that gave me a sense of calm through the whole drive.

I was constantly reminding them of my innocence, but nobody seemed to want to listen to anything I had to say on the subject matter.

Soon, we arrived at what was supposed to be a wolf station. It looked more like a castle to me. It was well built and even had beautiful supporting structures.

The wolves that are kept here are wealthy, so I could see why it'd be such a beautiful place.

Unexpectedly, Blue came by my side, and she was walking beside me, despite the men that held me. I could see the reverence they had for her.

“I didn't kill anybody.” I said for the millionth time, like it'd make everyone suddenly believe me.

“I know, Maverick. I'll make this right.” She promised me, following me in.

They sat me inside, far away from Blue and the others, and they were preparing the cell I'd stay in till my trial in a wolf court.

“Where were you last night?” One of the officers asked me.

“I was in my room.” I responded, hoping that none of them would hurt me, because a werewolf's punch would definitely sting.

“Walk me through last night, from about 10:00 till 11:30 PM?”

***

It was just a full day since I married Blue Ashton. I was almost done devouring the content of the book on werewolves, and an hidden book on the Ashton family and their Werewolf heritage.

I was in the Shadow pack House at the time, patiently waiting for Blue since she had asked me to wait over at the pack house for her.

It has gotten quite late, and I was planning to sleep over, so I made myself something to eat.

Out of nowhere, Jennifer, an omega in the pack walked over to me with a phone.

“Alpha Blue wants to speak with you.” She said, and I took the phone.

“Thank you.” I said. “Hi?”

“Maverick, would you stay at the pack house this night?” She asked.

“Is there any problem? I thought you'd be here by this time?” I asked.

“Well, I got into a little problems with a rival pack, and they're in the Mafia. I might have some of them over tonight just to speak with them.” Blue said calmly.

“Can I just leave then? I have a lot of school work to do.” I said. Honestly, I was hoping that somehow, she'd want to kiss me again, or at least, have a moment with me.

“Yeah sure. But make sure you're safe. Better still, let one of the drivers take you back.” she said, but I passed the offer, and I Ubered home.

***

“Then, how did your prints get all over the crime scene? How were your prints found on the murder weapon? How did all these things happen if you really weren't there?” The officer asked.

“See, I can show you proof that I was at the dorm at the time you mentioned, especially after 10:30PM.” I said. “The school security cameras should show me walking in at around that time. I swear I didn't do it.”

“So, you're saying you didn't kill anyone?” He asked.

“No.” I said. “I don't even know who you say I killed.”

It was at that time that Blue walked over to where we were.

“Can I have a moment with my husband?” She asked, and the officer left immediately.

I wasn't sure if that was fear or reverence. He didn't even question her.

“What's going on?” I muttered under my breath, staring at the ceiling because I was already losing my mind.

“I've hired you the best lawyer there is in the wolf world right now, and he'd get you out.” Blue assures me.

“What is a wolf court, and who did I say I killed?” I was panicking.

“Billy Campbell.” Blue said, sitting beside me. “He was next in line to become the general of the wolf court. He's quite a big deal around here.”

“How would I have killed a big deal around here?” I asked. “In case you haven't realized, I'm just a human with absolutely no skills to overpower a wolf.”

“That's what Peter, your lawyer would build upon.” Blue said. “He'd get you bail.”

I closed my eyes, and tried not to panic even though the whole situation was calling for me to panic. I was close to giving up on everything because I really can't guess how this would go.

There were several questions in my head, like how did my prints get there? Why would someone want to frame me for a murder I didn't commit?

“You've still not told me what a wolf court is.” I said calmly, turning my head to look at her.

Her eyes lingered longer than usual. She took a deep breath and held my hand like she was seriously pitying me.

“The wolf court is like your human court, but with just a jury. The jury is led by a twelve man army called the judges.” Blue said. “The twelve man army is led by a man called the General. It's a title.”

“And the man I supposedly killed was next in line for that position.” I said, and she nodded.

“Fuck!” I exclaimed. “I'm not escaping this, am I?”,

“We can.” Blue said, holding my hand. If the situation were different, I'd have said that she had built up affection for me, but this was just outright pity. “There must just be evidence that you were framed, or we find the killer.”

I took another deep breath, and I closed my eyes, considering the several outcomes that this whole situation could have. I can't run from them. They'll always find me anywhere. So, the only option I have is to stay and fight for myself. I'll exonerate myself from this mess, and I'll prove that I'm innocent.

And after this whole facade, I'll go back to living my peaceful life.

“I can definitely do that.” I sighed, taking a deep breath. “But are you sure that your lawyer…”

“Peter.” She reminded me of his name.

“Are you sure Peter would get me out of this place by tomorrow?” I asked, looming squarely at her.

“He will.” She promised.

One of the officers came to the door, and signalled for Blue to leave.

“Stay strong. Just tonight, and you'll be out of this mess.” She said, moving close to me.

She tilted her head and kissed me. That was a very unexpected kiss, and it did calm me.

“Public appearances?” I said, and she chuckled.

One of the officers escorted me to the cell, and he locked me inside. It was way better than my room in college, and this didn't look like a place for punishment.

I took another deep breath.

“I guess it's time to start working on that defense.”