Chapter 16

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My body is thrown harshly out of the vehicle, my reflexes kicking in before my face. I'm hauled back to my feet and forced towards the building. Watching the faces of the people we walk past turn to a flushed pink, I look down at myself.

"Hey, can someone let me adjust my jeans please? My g-string is showing and I'd rather not have to add sexual assault to the list of charges, thanks."

The Jaguar flinches and squeaks slightly, moving away and letting the grumpy female Raccoon drag me into a dark room and chaining me to the metal table in the centre of the room. Chuckling to myself, I chat playfully.

"Heh, this looks like one of those interrogation rooms from Lucifer."

They stare at me blankly before leaving the room.

"No? Okay."

The one way window sits behind me on the wall so I tilt back on my chair, balancing on the back legs and smile creepily at the glass.

"Oddly calm for someone who's about to go to prison."

"Yeah, what she said and please stop that. It's creepy."

I overhear a few grunts and a soft scolding before the speaker turns off. Snickering, I wait for the door to open. A few moments pass before a older female Baboon walks in with a young male Lion.

They take the seats across from me, the female pulling out paperwork and asking me protocol type questions.

"The police officers who brought you hear have read you the rights that you have-"

"No actually, they did not."

She pauses and glances at me strangely.

"Yes they did-"

"No, they really didn't. I even asked them to."

They both stare at me momentarily before the female excuses herself, asking the male to continue with the list of questions.

We watch her leave before he speaks.

"So, what's your name?"

I sigh,

"Okami Night."

"How old are you?"

"17 years old."

"Parents or Guardians?"

"Courts have ruled me competent enough to be my own Guardian."

The young Lion pauses and stares at me sadly.

"...Since when?"

I grimace slightly,

"Two years almost."

He glances downward and takes a breath. The female Baboon returns and angrily slams the door.

"Stupid fuckers!"

She sits down and grasps my restrained hands.

"I apologise, the officers in question will be suspended for further analysis."

I smile slightly,

"I would like to press charges against the female Raccoon as well as the original officer at time of my arrest."

Her jaw drops and is quick to demand an answer from me.

"Under what pretenses?!"

"Abuse of power, physical assault, verbal harassment, the list continues."

She stares at me with large eyes,

"Also, charges against the security guards outside the City Views apartment blocks, Lake side building."

The Baboon smirks,

"They all claim that you were trying to forcefully enter the premises."

I smirk back.

"I showed my I.D and apartment key, which the first guard that approached me snatched and claimed I had stolen it. Which would be hard to do since my name is engraved on the key, my name is also on the mailing list,"

Her look slowly dropping, I continue.

"Oh, and also my name is on the land and property agreement. Technically, as the lease that Mr Asai Shichiro and I agreed on comes to an end in 6 years, I will be the owner of the entirety of the City Views apartment blocks."

The horrified look on her face brings a grin to mine and so does the bamboozled look on the young Lion.

"You wish that was you, huh?"

I ask him jokingly.

"Take her to a holding cell while we check her story."

The female Baboon snaps hastily and shoves him in my direction. Young Lion scramble sto his feet and whisks me off to god knows where.

"I- Uh- How?"

He asks me while removing my cuffs and sliding the metal bars closed. I smile before scarring him with my reply.

"To survive being a female wolf in this world, you need to be powerful, smart and most of all,
completely and utterly

dangerous."

He scrambles away from me. I laugh gently and shake my head before taking a seat.

Well, ain't this a hoot.

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Do you guys feel special? I'm trying to make up for lost time xx

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