Cecilia’s pov
"Who called the police?" I asked, my voice cutting through the tension like a knife.
My question hung in the air, unanswered.
But as I watched Alpha Xavier approach, his expression a careful mask of concern, understanding dawned on .
Of course. It all made sense now.
His presence here could an only one thing: Luna Dora had told him everything. She must have traced the orchard, discovered that the White won had co to Boulder, and rushed here with Alpha Xavier in tow, unable to resist witnessing the drama unfold - and perhaps adding fuel to the fire herself.
"Cecilia," Alpha Xavier said, his voice dripping with artificial warmth.
Mrs. White spotted Alpha Xavier and her entire deanor transford, as if she’d just seen salvation walking toward her in designer shoes.
"Xavier!" she cried desperately. "Please help Cici! Cecilia was trying to kill her! My daughter’s hurt - she needs a hospital right away!"
I slid my gaze toward her, cold as ice. Harper, Tang, and Levan joined , all of us staring at Mrs. White like she’d just sprouted a second head. Did she really think Alpha Xavier had co to rescue them?
Even if she didn’t know that the Green family probably wished Cici would disappear into thin air, the police were already here - which ant soone had called them at least thirty minutes ago.
That ant Alpha Xavier had arrived while Nicole was trying to kill Cici.
And he had stood by and watched.
Alpha Xavier looked at the two won on the ground and let out a chilling laugh. "That’s not exactly what I witnessed. I suggest you stop making false accusations."
Mrs. White froze, her mouth hanging open in disbelief.
The paradics discovered the two injured won and, without bothering to untangle the ss of accusations, called out, "Let’s move! Get them to the hospital, now!"
When Mrs. White tried to follow, an officer blocked her path. "Ma’am, you need to co with us to the station."
"Xavier..." Mrs. White turned to him, still clinging to the desperate hope that he would help. "Please go to the hospital with Cici. She’ll be terrified alone."
"I’m afraid I can’t," Alpha Xavier replied, his voice devoid of emotion. "As a witness to an attempted homicide, I need to give my statent at the station."
"...Witness...to an attempted homicide?" Mrs. White’s blood seed to freeze in her veins.
Five simple words that chilled her to the bone.
Mrs. White’s voice cracked with disbelief."Xavier, she’s pregnant - with your child! How can you just walk away?"
Alpha Xavier’s expression didn’t flicker. His voice dropped, cold and sharp.
"And what? You expected to throw myself in front of the blade for her? You were standing right there - why didn’t you?"
Her face flushed.
"I was tied up! What the hell was I supposed to do?"
He leaned in slightly, eyes narrowed.
"And if you weren’t? You’d have jumped in?"
"Damn right I would’ve."
He let out a short, bitter laugh.
"Then go ahead. Stab yourself first. Prove it."
Mrs. White’s mouth opened, but no words ca. Her face went pale.
Alpha Xavier ’s face remained expressionless, his coldness making everyone uncomfortable, even the police.
I rolled my eyes - ntally, at least.
Guys like him? All charm and zero substance.
They act sweet when they’re in control and when nothing’s really at stake.
But the minute things get ssy or inconvenient? They’re gone.
Alpha Xavier gave that look then - soft eyes, like he was trying to say, "I’d never do that to you."
Sure. I’ve seen this movie before.
Spoiler alert: it doesn’t end well.
"All of you need to co to the station!" the officer announced.
"Wait," Harper interjected. "We have important evidence to report." She told the officers about the body buried by the pond.
Mrs. White, already pale, turned ghostly white and frantically denied everything. "No! No! She’s lying! Don’t listen to her!"
Harper showed the police the video of the White won and their bodyguards digging by the pond.
Despite Mrs. White’s hysterical denials and attempts to block them, several officers imdiately gathered tools and headed toward the tree at the center of the pond.
Mrs. White collapsed to the ground.
Everything was over.
I shot a cold glance at the panicking Mrs. White.
Her reaction confird everything.
Everyone’s hearts were in their throats, but the outco seed inevitable.
The officers dug around the entire circumference of the tree.
"Nothing here!" one of them called back to the shore.
Those three words hit Harper and like a physical blow.
Even Alpha Xavier’s expression changed.
Mrs. White, collapsed on the ground, looked bewildered herself.
Author’s pov
The police station buzzed with activity as each person was escorted to separate interrogation rooms.
Cecilia’s group told the whole truth, providing recordings and videos as evidence.
Mrs. White, emboldened by the lack of a body, denied everything.
She claid Cici had ntal issues and often spoke nonsense.
They had co to the orchard simply for fresh air and to pick fruit, and were digging to take so of the rich soil by the pond ho for gardening.
After exhausting her denials, she accused Cecilia of trespassing and brainwashing "another ntally ill girl" to attack her daughter, claiming Cecilia was seeking revenge because Cici had "stolen" her husband.
Alpha Xavier, the man supposedly at the center of this love triangle, kept his statent vague.
He claid he’d heard Cici was at the orchard picking fruit and wanted to surprise her.
When he arrived, he witnessed Nicole’s attack but was too frightened to intervene.
Thankfully, Cecilia’s group had managed to save her.
The White family’s bodyguards and driver insisted they knew nothing.
As for who called the police... it remained an anonymous call.
The night’s events were connected to a five-year-old missing person case.
The recordings and videos implicated the White won, but without the crucial evidence - a body - nothing could be proven definitively.
Cecilia’s group faced minor trespassing charges at worst, but questions remained about Nicole’s involvent. Had they sohow manipulated her into attacking Cici?
For now, neither side could leave.
Alpha Xavier, however, gave his statent and walked free, sohow untouched by the whole affair.
Despite being the original cause of everything.
In the sheriff’s office, Alpha Sebastian sat quietly, arms loosely folded, the picture of patience.
His usual calm was intact, even as tension humd faintly in the air.
Monts later, a junior officer leaned into the nearby interrogation room, murmured sothing to the attending detective, then disappeared just as quickly.
A few seconds passed before the door opened and Cecilia’s group was escorted out.
They were tired and dirty. Their shoes were full of mud.Their faces had dust and sweat.
It had been a hard day.
As the group stepped into the hallway, the contrast was almost comical.
Alpha Sebastian stood waiting near the corridor’s edge, dressed in crisp charcoal gray, not a single hair out of place, his posture as pristine as his pressed shirt collar.
He looked like he’d stepped out of a boardroom, not into a police station.
He smiled when he saw Cecilia.
"How was your countryside adventure?" he asked.
Cecilia managed a half-hearted smile, the best she could do under the circumstances.
She still didn’t understand. There should have been sothing under that tree.
Every clue, every sign, every instinct had pointed there.
And yet - nothing. Just roots and soil and failure.
"Don’t look so down, Cecilia," Alpha Sebastian said, gently brushing dirt from her cheek. "Sotis the darkest hour cos right before the dawn."
He looked at the others. "Hungry?"
"Yes! YES!" Tang shouted.
"I could eat," Levan added softly.
Cecilia nodded. "They’re starving. Let’s grab sothing."
Alpha Sebastian smiled. "Such a responsible sister."
She rolled her eyes.
Footsteps approached.
Cecilia thought it was Tang or Levan. "Tell what you’re hungry for - "
And Xavier walked up beside her, calm as ever. "Whatever you want is fine with ."
Cecilia froze, mortified.
Behind her, the boys stared in stunned silence.
Alpha Sebastian’s smile faded. He stepped forward, resting a hand on her shoulder.
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