Don't judge me, Till you know me

Chapter 19 - The End

Chapter 19 - The End

I was currently sitting on my mates lap in our lounge, watching everything unfold around me. The pack was busy preparing to hold a trial for those in our cells and the rest were looking after the injured. Glancing around I saw that Lily was in the same position as me with Roman, Annie had her head in Ians lap and Rose was sitting at the base of the chair that my brother was currently occupying and he was massaging the tension out of her shoulders.

"You do know that we will need you present for the interrogation of the enemy, correct?" My uncle informs me and I make a sound of protest in the back of my throat. 

"Come on sweetie, you know why you need to be there. You are the only person who can tell us if they are innocent or not and whether they are lying." Zayn murmurs in my ear and I give a weak nod, snuggling closer to his chest.

His arms tighten around me and I felt myself slowly drifting asleep.

"No. You are not allowed to fall asleep yet. I know that you are exhausted but we cant have you leaving us just yet. We still don't know if you have a concussion from your little fight this morning."

"You do realize that even if I did have one, it would have healed by now?" I say, my voice heavy with sleep.

"Yes but We don't want to take any chances."

"Fine." Grumbling I get up and walk around the room.

"When are the trials?" I inquire.

"In about an hour." Taking a deep breath I nod and push the nausea, along with the panic, away to focus on the man I love who was making his way towards me.

"You sure you want to help?"

"Yes, I'm sure. It's my duty and I want to."

"Alright." He takes me by the hand and leads me down to the jails.

"Where are we going?" He just shakes his head.

I gasp as I see the amount of people in the cells. Many are faces I know or knew, not exactly sure on which.

"How many did you capture and how many were already in their cells?" I really don't want to know the answer but I had to ask.

"5 were in the cells. The other 15 are enemy."

I just stare at the members of my old pack and wonder how the survived. As if sensing my unasked question, one of the prisoners spoke up.

"The took a few of us when the pack was attacked after they found out that you and your brother had escaped for bait. There were more but what you see, the five of us, is what is left. The others passed on and I would have liked to do that as well because they were horrible. Death was peaceful for the others, a closure and we would have done that too if we were not as strong as we knew that we needed to help our royal family." Her voice rang of sincerity and so did her mind.