Chapter Forty Six

Lucien's POV

She wouldn't leave his side, his blood all over her outfit as they bagged up the body and placed it in the ambulance.

The loud siren sound filled the area and the abandoned company and woods were marked as a crime scene. Since the incident, Zane has been nowhere to be found.

Forensics and detectives filled the area soon enough. I was proud that they were using the budget allocated for great use. The law enforcement department took the highest budget that year. A necessary upgrade to ensure peace during this Chase fiasco.

“You might want to see this, Alpha,” The Inspector said to me as I waited outside the crime scene. I hesitated to follow her into the warehouse. I didn't want to leave Brielle in such a condition.She still looked shaken, her hands shivered in the blanket and I could feel her fear through our mate bond.

“Do I have to come along?” I replied.

“The evidence unit is yet to bag them, so it's best you come see them now because they can't be moved,” She said.

I took another look at her before I left with the inspector. I walked into the shed and was stunned by the files littered everywhere.

“What's all these?” I asked as I looked through the files.

“They are receipts, tickets, blueprints, testimonials, office documents,” The Inspector responded.

“He had everything on everything. He was thorough with his plans and I think he might actually be the killer but it's all things a killer should be keeping,”

“You could have told me this outside,” I muttered softly, feeling the suspense in the room.

“Why did you ask me to accompany you in?”

“You need to see the writing on his board,” She pointed at a marker board. The writing was blurred to me at first glance because somehow my mind couldn't comprehend the phrase.

“Why does it say who killed Trivia?” The question escaped my lips instinctively. Everyone in the room fell silent, no one spoke as they stared at me with confusion and fright written all over their faces.

“Someone say something!” I yelled. I couldn't tell if it was frustration shooting all over me but I had begun to feel a wave of panic.

“Lucien,” Brielle's voice shot behind me at the door.

“He believed Trivia was killed, Lucien,”

My heart shattered as flashes of her life slipping out of her eyes haunted me. I couldn't get past the image and the feeling that I failed her. I got past that emotion because I assumed she died as a result of an illness.

“She w…was murdered,” I stuttered, slowly wrapping my head around it all.

“Everyone out,”

They obeyed and stepped out of the room, leaving me behind with Brielle by the door.

“Did he tell you how she died?” I asked without turning around to face her. I was trying so hard to stay strong, to not break in front of her, in front of everyone. The hollow feeling in my heart deepened as I waited for her answer.

“No,” she answered and I exhaled heavily with a shivering breath. I was terrified to learn more but my curiosity needed to be appeased.

“He told me his girlfriend at the time went missing because she knew someone who might have been involved,”

“She ran away, Brielle. Her parents received a letter that she was thriving in another pack, she didn't die,” I said.

“Romero is a lunatic! An addict and a liar, he knows nothing about anything! Alright, Trivia got ill and she died,”

“If you believe that, why are you angry?” She asked.

Tears rolled down my cheek as I turned to face her. Her body was still covered in blood as she tried to cover up with a blanket. Her question opened the door I was trying to keep shut, causing all the emotions to come rushing in.

“I can feel what you feel,” she said with a heavy voice. She approached me lightly, her presence and voice giving some sort of soothing feeling to my heart.

“Don't hold the pain, Lucien. Let it out, it's okay to let it out,”

“No!” I fell into her arms in tears.

“I failed her, I should have protected her but I let her down. She was murdered and I couldn't even tell,”

“You couldn't have known,” She whispered softly as she ran her hand through my hair.

“You shouldn't blame yourself for what had been and focus on what should be,”

“And what's that?” I pulled away gently.

“Did he tell you who the killer is?”

“I…”

“Brielle!” I grabbed her with an intense tone, my heart racing as I waited in anticipation to hear her response.

“Trivia was my mate, I owe her to know who did this to her. If you know something, tell me,”

“Angelina,” she said without looking me in the eyes.

“Angelina murdered her,”

The words brought in a new wave of confusion. I couldn't even begin to fathom the accusation and I couldn't fit the piece in because it was too unrealistic to see.

“That can't happen, Trivia is Angelina’s twin. They are identical twins, inseparable. Romero must have lost his damn mind to say something like that,”

“The evidence were there, Lucien,”

“What evidence?” I asked with a tensed voice.

“All these are receipts. What evidence did he show that a twin would kill a twin? What made you believe him?”

“I…don't know. He sh…”

“You don't know and you just believed that she killed her sister? You believed it out of a man that escaped an asylum?” I inquired with disbelief.

She was thrown off balance, her expression made my heart even heavier.

“That man from the asylum was the first person to have made sense in my life for a long time,” she said with teary eyes.

“What are you…”

“I'm sorry to interrupt,” The inspector stepped in before I could respond.

“What?”

“We found your brother,” She replied.

“He was about to kill himself,”

And just like that, my night became even longer.