Filed To Story: Falling for the Alpha As a Student Novel
“Your mind wasn’t your own,”
I answered. “Someone had taken you over.”
“And you’re sure it wasn’t Sarah?”
He asked. “She’s done this before.”
“It wasn’t Sarah,”
I said, shaking my head. “We are going to figure out who it was. But for right now, you need to remain calm and just know that we are going to prove your innocence and get you out of here…”
“Oh, goddess,”
Scott breathed, stumbling backward and landing on his bed. “I confessed though…”
“You weren’t yourself,”
I assured him. “Soon, everyone will realize that.”
“My dad is going to kill me.”
“Actually, he’s mad that they won’t let him see you. He’s here right now fighting with the dispatcher,”
I told him.
“He’s here?”
Scott asked, his eyes widening.
“Yes,”
I answered. “He wanted me to tell you that he’s here for you and he believes you didn’t kill anyone.”
Scott’s face softened.
“He said that?”
I nodded, walking toward him I placed my hand firmly on his shoulder just as I did his father and squeezed it.“We aren’t going to let you rot in here. I promise we are going to figure this out and get you the hell out,”
I assured him.
He had so many tears in his eyes that he blinked away, but he nodded and gave me a small smile.
“I believe you,”
he finally said.
“Good,”
I said in return. “Now I’m going to need you to remember everything you can about that night. Real memories and fake memories. Whoever made you remember these false memories, gave you, their memories. Which means you were in their head. You might be able to figure out who it was, and we can go from there.”
“It’s foggy,”
he admitted, shaking his head. “But I can try.”
“As of right now, you are safe. We aren’t going to let them take you anywhere. I’m going to alert Alpha Bastien once I leave. So, you’ll be able to get plenty of rest and try to remember what you can. I’ll be returning often. I’ll try to get it so your father can visit as well but as of now they are under orders to keep him out.”
Scott nodded, understanding.
“Okay,”
he breathed.
I walked toward the doorway, satisfied with this visit. I had gotten somewhere and now I knew for sure that someone had taken over his mind. But we just had to figure out who it was and how they did it.
I knocked on the cell door, indicating that I was finished. The door opened and the officer stood by, allowing me to walk past him.
“Alpha Enzo,”
Scott called after me, standing to his feet.
I turned to look at him.
“Tell Lila I said thanks,”
he said, giving me a faint smile.
I nodded, returning his smile before turning and leaving the cell.
When I returned to the waiting room, Emmet, who was seating with his face buried in his hands, quickly stood and recovered himself.
“How is he?”
Emmet asked.
“Confused,”
I answered honestly. “But he’s himself again. Yesterday he wasn’t himself at all; he doesn’t even remember yesterday. But someone gave him the memories of killing someone.”
“He didn’t kill anyone,”
Emmet said through his teeth.
“I know,”
I assured him. “And now he knows it too. He realized they were fake memories. I told him we are going to figure out who really killed those people and get him out of here.”
“Did you tell him I’m here for him too?”
He asked.
I nodded.
“Yes,”
I said in return. “He was surprised, but he was also grateful.”
“What can I do to help? I want to help prove my son’s innocence.”
I patted him on the back, motioning for him to follow me outside and out of the police station.
“Let’s get back to my pack and catch Alpha Bastien up on everything. Then, from there, we can work on a plan to prove Scott’s innocence and get him out of jail.”
Lila’s POV
“Why did we have to have a meeting so early,”
Kay yawned, looking as if she was about to fall asleep on the table.
“Because this is important,”
Sarah surprised me by saying. “Scott can’t go down for something he didn’t do. It’s not right.”
I saw Brody tensing from beside her; he didn’t like that his mate was standing up for another guy like that and I couldn’t blame him. I would feel weird if Enzo did the same as well; I know I felt weird when Connie was around. But now Connie had her own mate to obsess over, and I couldn’t be happier.
In fact, they would be here in a week for a visit, and I was excited to see her.
Scott and Sarah had a thing though and I know it’s still fresh and weird for Brody.
“That’s real rich coming from you,”
Rachel muttered, folding her arms across her chest. “Wasn’t you that manipulated him into vandalizing the art studio and then had him take the entire blame?”
Sarah’s face reddened.
“That wasn’t murder, bitch,”
Sarah hissed. “At most, he would have gotten a slap on his wrist.”
“He got jailed for 2 months,”
Rachel said in return, furrowing her brows together.
“He was stored in the nicest cell in my father’s jailhouse”
Sarah retorted. ‘It was hardly anything. It was practically a vacation.”
“His father had to pay a lot of money to Cassidy-Ann,”