#Chapter 82 Motive

Ethan “It’s all taken care of?” I ask, staring down the desk sergeant at the police headquarters. She nods, averting her eyes from my dominant gaze. “Yes Alpha, Ms. Mechant will be held at the sanitorium until her trial.” “Good.” I answer briskly. “I want to be notified the moment a date is set, or if any new developments arise.” “Yes sir.” She replies obediently. I’m about to walk away when the detective on my Mother’s case catches my attention. “Excuse me, Alpha, do you have a moment to talk?” He asks, looking far too pleased with himself. “Assuming you have something of consequence to share.” I grumble, closing the distance between us. “Of course, sir.” The man agrees, leading me towards his desk, “I would never waste your time.” I follow him at a distance, muttering under my breath and trying to guess what fresh hell he might be preparing to thrust me into. Taking the guest chair as he settles in front of his computer, I mentally count to ten, urging myself to ha