Chapter 281

Hudson's POV "Hey, you! Stop right there!" I turned around to see Antoine Marchand stomping down the courthouse steps, his face flushed with rage. His expensive suit strained against his bulky frame as he approached. Now I understood where Pierre got his entitled attitude from. The apple really didn't fall far from the tree. Like father, like son—both insufferable. Lycaon growled inside my mind. "This bastard dares to speak to us this way?" "If this were High Tower City, he'd already be six feet under, " I replied to my wolf. An hour ago, Antoine had burst into the courtroom with an army of lawyers—complete overkill for a simple assault case. Thanks to their legal gymnastics and what Lea had whispered was "financial persuasion" to the right officials, Pierre had walked away with barely a warning. But Antoine wasn't satisfied. He wanted me behind bars for aggravated assault, property damage, resisting arrest, and whatever other charges his legal team could invent. When the prosecutor le