I feel the grass underneath my palm as I sit in the blue morpho garden.
It has been 2 weeks since the night in the cave. We have been working relentlessly in finding the killer these past few days.
The investigation led us to believe that it was indeed a wolf leading the victims to a secluded place before killing them by drugging them and ripping their hearts out.
The female victim we had seen at the first crime scene was tidy, to say the least, compared to the murders that followed. There were a total of four more murders.
Three males and a female.
All the victims were dressed up, all of them were drugged but the distinctive thing about them and the first victim was, while the latter posed to be from an elite and prosperous family.
The other victims did turn out to be from well-known and powerful families.
Resulting in a lot of pressure from the media as well as the higher-ups.
The King had not interfered with the investigation or even the publicity, it had gotten.
If anything I have hardly seen him since the night in the cave.
Everyone was on an edge. The werewolves and the pride lions seem to be divided among the locals.
Hate crimes against each of the kind had escalated far from normal.
They had stopped even the businesses, claiming to not be able to do business with people they did not trust.
So easily forgetting that the crime while being heinous did not reflect any biological kind as a whole.
They reflected one person who was a murderer and would be greatly punished regardless of what kind he or she belonged to.
The public is easy to manipulate with the information the media is providing.
Diverting the attention from one man who did wrong to vilifying his entire community and kind.
We had two main suspects. Even I had a hard time believing it but the alibis they had provided us with while being apt were also flawed.
We were given a list of all the wolves coming in and out of the pride kingdom by the royal guard. I was quite impressed and annoyed at the fact that the royal guards kept tabs at every wolf entering their territory.
I find a hand grabbing me by the shoulder from behind, without even a second thought I push my feet up and remove the dagger I have securely hidden within my boots and press the knife on his neck.
"Whoa whoa, easy there. How many times have you attacked me now, I seem to have lost count."
I visibly relax realizing it's just Noah.
"You were the one who snuck up on me." I put the dagger back in my boots.
"I wouldn't call inviting you for dinner a sneak up but okay." He rolls his eyes and gestures me to follow.
I catch up to Noah and voice what had been bothering me since the two suspects had been captured by the royal guards.
"Noah, we need to know their motives before the trial begins."
"Will you stop! I know you don't want to believe it, hell even I don't. But David and the others including you, have seen the evidence point towards and only at them." running his hand through his hair, tugging at them before he looks at me pointedly.
"What more can you dig into? What more theories can you come up with? How many more excuses will you search for? Until you open your eyes and see what is already in front of you!"
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Night&gale
Про оборотнейLylah comes from the night crawlers pack which is the strongest pack among the five pack families. She is the sole daughter of Samara and Daniel smith who are among the Seven mighty warriors that protect Mount Zenaedya. She is the best warrior in tr...