The Alpha's Return
I glanced at Arabella, who discreetly shook her head, a silent message meant only for me.
"Guilty or not guilty?" the voice demanded, impatiently.
"Well, it's not that simple," I replied, causing a wave of murmurs to sweep across the room.
"Simple? It's a yes or no answer!"
"The wolfsbane coursing through my veins has clouded my thoughts. And while I am aware of the crimes I, Leo Herringate, have been accused of, I'm uncertain about the charges against prisoner 997," I couldn’t help but smirk as the young man became agitated.