Chapter 74 – Arrested

Jane

“I want my phone call.” I hiss, thrashing against the offi- cers dragging me towards the jail’s small cells as the investi- gator watches with a malicious grin.

“Whoever said anything about a phone call?” He drawls. “We haven’t even booked you yet. If you’re good you might get a call in the morning, once we’ve had some time to talk.”

“My lawyer will find out anyway!” I growl, “you might have humiliated me by arresting me in front of the cameras, but it will be all over the news by now.”

“It was worth it.” He answers, “you brought this on your- self, don’t go blaming me just because you made bad deci- sions.”

All I can do is pray Linda wasn’t so busy setting up my an- niversary dinner that she missed the news broadcast. I don’t even have the energy to be frustrated she was plotting with the pups anymore, I’m only concerned with my freedom. “I didn’t kill anyone.” I announce fiercely.

“The evidence begs to differ.” The detective grouses, “now are you going to cooperate with us or not?”

“I’m not answering a single question without my lawyer, even if it means I have to stay here overnight.” I snap, knowing he was hoping to leverage a confession from me with threats of detaining me.

“Fine.” He bites back, pushing me into the hands of a

guard, “Book her. We’ll see how confident you are after you’ve met your cellmate.”

The guard in question takes my fingerprints and mugshots, then leads me back into a icey block of cells. The cramped spaces are lined with iron bars, and furnished with nothing beyond a concrete slab and a scratchy blanket. I sup- pose most former Luna’s would balk at such conditions, but what these men don’t realize is that I’ve been a prisoner be- fore. Sure, the conditions were luxurious beyond belief – but a gilded cage is still a cage.

I stride straight into the first cell with my head held high, glaring at the guards as they slide the barred door shut be- hind me. There’s another she-wolf in the space with me, and I have to admit she’s one of the most intimidating wolves I’ve ever seen. At least a foot taller than me and boasting no shortage of tattoos, she looks me up and down with the bear- ing of a ravenous hyena. “What are you in for?” She asked, speaking with a thick accent, “stealing the clothes off a de- partment store mannequin?”

dress I shrug. “They think

eyes widen, some of the aggression pouring off of

wondering what my pups are doing right now. As much as I hope Linda sees the news, I pray they don’t. I’m trying very hard not to think about what all this will mean for them. I nev- er listed a father on their birth certificates, so unless Ethan or Eric pull

reminding me how ideal this situa-

you want to know why I’m here?” My cellmate asks, almost

me if I asked?”

woman’s mouth twitched, transforming her harsh features into something much softer. “No, but it’s

and decided she was a monster, just like he looked at me and as- sumed I would crack under the slightest pressure. “What do

can say that again.” She grumbles

to wonder if she too has children or family she’s worried about, and whether anyone is coming to help her. “Do

said they’d assign

as she’s done sorting my bail, I’ll have her look

at me, agog. “Why

the stone slab and praying I’ll get to sleep

there feeling sorry for myself when

been expecting Linda, but there’s no mistaking that deep voice. “Alpha -”

another rumbling order. “Take me to her,

swings open, and Ethan appears, holding the massive guard by the scruff of his neck. The moment his eyes land on me he drops the guard and hastens to my cell. “Jane, are

front of him, I don’t pull away when he reaches through the iron barrier to frame my face in his hands. He looks over me almost as if he thinks

whisper, lying through

in his chest, and

away from Ethan as though he’s afraid of

his voice, “before I lose my temper.” His eyes glow as his

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