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“Then what? More trials?” I sighed, just wanting a nap and a hug. At least I had a nice kitty to pet. His fur was so soft.
“Indeed. You probably won’t have to take the stand again for this one, but there is the other trial. You will be kept isolated both for your own safety and if you want any chance to return to your husband.” Agent Weigmier gave me a warning look. “Understood?”
“Yes. I’ll do whatever it takes to get back to Wes. What do I tell the judge? Sorry, Kitty.” I removed the cat from my lap and stood, wishing I had a hairbrush and some clean clothes.
“As little as possible. But be truthful. She’ll know if you lie. Don’t tell her where you were, don’t mention your husband and family, don’t elaborate. Just stick to the facts. Change.” He held out a bag.
“Thanks.” I took it.
His eyes focused on the cat. “Stay here. If they have to chase you down again, they’ll be quite annoyed.”
The cat glared at him then started cleaning himself.
Agent Weigmier sighed. “Also, please spray yourself well. Apparently you smell like alpha bait. If you wish to go home, we need to avoid nosy alphas.”
“Yeah, I’ll do that,” I agreed. The last thing we needed was for some alpha interfering, thinking it was for my own good.
All I wanted was to get this over with so that I could go home to mine.
Chapter Four
Spencer
“Spencer, have you been here all night?” Mrs. Katsopolis scolded, coming into my office, with a cursory knock on the open door.
Light streamed through the windows of my office, and I lifted my head off my desk. A glance at my phone showed no calls, no texts, no alerts.
At least not the ones that I yearned for.
“Why? I have nowhere else to go.” It came out more bitter than intended. Grace had been taken Friday night, and it was now Tuesday morning. I was losing hope. If she was found innocent, surely she’d have been returned to us by now.
Which meant that like my father and Dr. K, she’d been tried and prosecuted, and I’d never see her again. The prospect broke my already fragile heart.
“Spencer, you’re supposed to be on vacation. I don’t know what happened, but you should go home–or somewhere.” She approached my desk.
My beta assistant looked fresh and crisp in her sensible dress with her understated accessories. Her grey hair was neatly curled.
“I need to wait here.” I promised Riley that I’d stay in town. Otherwise, I’d be far from here, and drunk off my ass.
Mostly likely Grace was dead. Once again, someone I loved had died needlessly.
And I couldn’t stop it.
“In youroffice?” She scowled. “Put on a fresh shirt. I’ll get you coffee and some breakfast.”
With that, she left, closing my office door.
I sighed, checking my phone just to make sure. There was no action on the door camera. No texts from the group chat. But there was a picture of Riley and her sisters. I checked for Grace on the location finder app.Location not found.
The pack was up at the cabin, as planned.
Why had I let Riley get my hopes up? I knew that I’d never see Grace again the moment I opened the door and saw him. That suit, which smelled of neutrons, brought everything back from when they’d come for my father and Dr. K.
Still, I pretended to be optimistic for Riley’s sake. As much as I worried for Wes and Evan, they had each other. Riley didn’t.
As for me, maybe I didn’t deserve love after Elaris.
I went to the closet in my office where I kept extra clothes and quickly changed my shirt, using some wipes from my gym bag. I’d still smell like an angry alpha all day. Oh well. Iwasan angry alpha. I should be at the cabin, with the pack, with Grace. Who I’d hoped to finally get knot-deep in–or at least balls-deep if she wasn’t ready.
