Topping the Enemy (Werewolf Story)

Chapter 58: No Time to Die

Spencer

My mother won't stop crying.

Once I was arrested on Wednesday, I was taken back to the Blood Moon pack where they put me in a room in the guest wing of the pack house. I was to be kept isolated from everyone except for my parents.

My poor parents were gutted once they found out about my arrest. My father couldn't believe it. If Beta Wilmont hadn't talked to him personally, he would've thought it was a prank of some sort.

Neither of my parents could believe their son would have anything to do with Landon's shooting. It was unfathomable for them. This is not the boy they raised.

Sure, I am not. But grief is a monster I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy.

I was in so much pain at that time. Kevin was my world. He meant everything to me. I thought my only chance of happiness died with him. I really did.

My parents arrived shortly after they were notified. They both left their shifts at the hospital, worried sick about me. They know what a charge like this means [for me]. Every werewolf that belongs to our pack [or not] knows.

Attempted murder carries a death sentence. There is no wolf jail. It's either banishment or death and this is not a banish kind of offense. I know this much to be true.

"Oh my Goddess, what happened? How could they arrest you for your best friend's mate's shooting? How can anyone ever think you could do such a thing?" Mom asked me in a desperate tone, as soon as she entered my room. My father looked troubled, but he let his mate inspect me first.

My mom checked me for any injury or mistreatment. She was worried sick.

"I don't know what happened, mom. I have no idea why they arrested me. I mean, I don't know what kind of evidence they could possibly have..." I replied, as disturbed by the whole situation as they were.

"Son, I'm only gonna ask this once. Please be truthful with us..." Dad began in a dreadful tone.

"Dad, stop!" - I interrupted him. - "You can't possibly think I had anything to do with this shooting, right?" I frowned at him, distraught that he would think I'd stoop so low.

"Then how come they arrested you? Beta Wilmont would never risk his reputation by making a false arrest! This isn't like a human court!" He exclaimed, puzzled by the turn of events.

"I don't know, dad. All I know is that I'm not guilty. I didn't shoot Landon!" I told him, who breathed out a sigh. Both my parents were relieved by my statement.

"If you're innocent, then I'm sure this is just a big misunderstanding. They can't prove you had anything to do with this. Your father saved that Alpha's life, for Goddess' sake! Why would they think any of us have anything to do with this shooting?" Mom was revolted at this, enraged by the accusation.

"I wish I could tell you, guys. I really do..." I breathed out a defeated sigh.

"Hang in there, son. You are not alone." Dad encouraged me, moving to hug me.

My parents stayed with me for a while talking until they had to leave. Beta Wilmont stipulated one hour of visitation per day and he was being generous.

Not that this is a normal situation. I just wish I knew what they had against me, but this isn't like a human court. I don't get a lawyer. I don't get to post bail. I get one chance to defend myself before the Alpha, though the odds are stacked against me if Wilmont had enough evidence to have me arrested.

A warrior would bring me my meals inside the room. It wasn't one of Kevin's friends - they almost all died on the day of the attack. It was a new man, no doubt coming from one of the allied packs.