Maisie
Twelve minutes.
That was how long it took. I counted every agonizing second while hundreds of Ashbourne's elite watched me with condemnation, whispering about how I was a disgrace not just to the pack, but to my father, who had been well known for his honesty before he died.
Tears stung my eyes but I refused to let it fall. I didn't look for the Lycans. I didn't want to see if they believed me. I didn't want to see the disdain on their faces. Or anyone else's.
I knew my best friends would never do this to me. But where were they?
When the guards returned, Reid Calloway carried a small wooden trunk I didn't recognize. His face which had held awe for me barely an hour ago was now etched with disgust.
"Well?" Alpha Dante demanded impatiently.
"We found this hidden under her bed, Alpha," Reid said, setting the trunk down with a heavy thud.
My stomach fell as he lifted the lid, and a wave of silence hit the hall.
