The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 383: Allies in unexpected places

Ramsey

"Good day, sir," the policewoman said quietly. "How are you doing? How is your wife?"

"She’s fine," I said curtly. "You’re here again?"

"Yes," the woman said with a sigh. "I know there’s a lot on your plate, but Paul keeps insisting on justice and..."

"How much is the car?" I asked quietly.

"Sir, if we could just..."

"Listen, I have a lot on my plate and I don’t want to be bothered by trivial things. Fine, will two hundred thousand cover the car and get him to shut up?"

Paul stepped forward, his voice still hoarse from yesterday. "I want this animal arrested immediately. Look what he did to me!" He gestured at his bruised neck. "He nearly killed me, and he destroyed my car!"

One of the policeman’s eyes widened. "Two hundred... that’s too much..."

Paul pushed past him and came to stand in front of me. "I don’t want your money, I want an apology, a heartfelt one. If you don’t give me that, then I’ll really sue."

I laughed.

"You want me to apologise to you? I didn’t even do that with Xander... why should I do so with you, a mere human?"

"You see, officers!" he bristled to the police, "This man is entitled. See the way he talks. Not a shred of remorse." Then he turned to me. "I’m giving you one chance, one, to get on your knees and apologise. In front of these officers. Or I swear, I’ll press charges—assault, destruction of property, attempted murder, whatever sticks."

I crossed my arms, fighting to keep my expression neutral despite the rage building in my chest. The urge to finish what I’d started yesterday was almost overwhelming, but I forced myself to remain calm.

"Officers, I was protecting my pregnant wife from a man who had trapped her in his vehicle against her will," I said evenly. "I’d like directions to your station. I’ll be happy to come in later to discuss this properly."

Paul’s face turned an interesting shade of purple. "This is ridiculous! I’m a citizen! I pay my taxes! I demand justice!" He turned to the officers with wild eyes. "If he won’t settle this right here, right now, he should be taken into custody immediately!"

him to settle?" The female policewoman

"I want him to apologise

to hide my contempt. "That’s not

from his lips. "I have rights! You can’t just assault innocent people because

toward us from the other side of

much attention to him initially, assuming he was just being friendly. But as he drew closer,

quietly, his voice carrying an authority that made the police turn toward him. "I

him up and down. "And

live in this neighbourhood, and that’s my house over there," he pointed to his house. "I saw what happened yesterday. The man you’re threatening," Elias glanced at me, then back to the officers, "was defending

white. "That’s a lie!

him, turning instead to

corner of the porch. And another one at the intersection just down the road. Both were facing the car. You’ll see that she was distressed. You’ll also see him—" he gestured toward Paul without looking— "refusing to unlock the door

officer, clearly more experienced, narrowed his eyes

that true? Did you lock

jaw moved, but

choked. "I just wanted to talk. She...

holding a pregnant woman against her will?" Elias asked calmly, folding his arms across

"It wasn’t like that!"

a brow. "Enough. We’ll pull the

studying Elias more intently. There was something familiar about him—not his appearance, exactly, but his presence. He was too smooth. Too calculated. The way he handled the situation wasn’t just calm—it was practised. The police respected him immediately, which didn’t make sense for a

hours of the morning. The tall figure who had battled unknown creatures outside our home, then disappeared into the darkness after dragging away the bodies.

have been our

saying," Elias was telling the

conflicting accounts and the mention of security footage, we’ll need all parties to come to the station tomorrow. Mr. Ramsey, please bring any available

Mr. Elias," the policeman added, "we’ll need you to

had gone from a deep purple to a pale grey. "But

footage supports Mr. Elia’s account," the policeman said diplomatically, "then Mr. Ramsey’s actions may be considered justified defence of his spouse.

Paul toward their patrol car, his voice carrying back to us as he

to leave. "Well, I should be getting back

are you?" I asked quietly, my voice carrying the