Chapter 195


    Chapter 195: Finishing Move


    Moana


    Edrick stood, pushing his sleeves up to his elbows. “I guess we are gonna have a round two,” he said.


    Ethan’s bloodied face shed with what looked like fear. Around us, the Rogues seemed to notice


    Edrick’s surge in strength. In a flurry of frightened yips and snarls, the Rogues took off in their wolf


    forms, leaving only Ethan to deal with.


    “I got this,” Edrick said, holding his hand out to the cops before they could jump in and restrain Ethan. I


    continued to kneel on the floor,pletely in awe of Edrick’s strength. He looked bigger, even


    physically, since I marked him.


    Suddenly, Edrick rushed at Ethan with a speed that I had never seen before. Ethan didn’t even have


    time to react before Edrick mmed him to the ground so hard that the floor around him cracked. I


    gasped, jumping to my feet as I mped my hand over my mouth. Had he killed him?


    I heard Ethan groan, and saw him move. Thankfully, he wasn’t dead. Edrick picked him up by a fistful


    of his shirt and growled something in his ear before dropping him back to the floor. He stepped away


    from Ethan and allowed the cops to restrain him, and as they did he came back to me and pulled me


    tightly into his arms.


    “I told you not to mark me,” Edrick whispered, stroking my hair as I buried my face in his chest.


    “I had to,” I replied. I looked up to see that the silver glow in Edrick’s eyes had faded back to his natural


    icy blue color, but there was something else there now. I could sense immense loveing from


    Edrick’s gaze. He kissed my forehead gently, then cupped my face in his hands.


    “Are you okay?”


    I nodded. “I’m fine,” I said. “Kelly knocked me out earlier by hitting me in the head, but I feel fine.”


    Edrick looked concerned, and checked my head. Thanks to my wolf growing in strength from marking


    him, though, my head was healed. There wasn’t even a bump or a bruise, whereas before I had felt a


    splitting headache when I woke up.


    Behind us, the cops put handcuffs on Ethan and hauled him to his feet. Edrick and I watched as they


    led him out of the warehouse, reading him his Miranda Rights. “You have the right to remain silent.


    Anything you say can and will be used against you in the court ofw…”


    Edrick and I followed. Ethan went silently with the cops, and didn’t protest as they led him over to one


    of their cars. He seemed defeated; he knew what his fate was now. He would go to prison for what he


    did. As Edrick and I stood in the shing blue and red lights of the police cars, we saw an ambnce


    pull up. Several EMT’s got out and rushed up to us and began to ask us a million questions while a few


    more ran inside with a stretcher. By the time they came out with Kelly on the stretcher, she was waking


    up and groaning and saying nonsense. I was d that she was alive and that no one had died that


    night, but at the same time I knew that she, too, would go to prison along with Ethan for what they did.


    Ahead of us, the cops opened their car door and began to push Ethan inside. That was the only time


    he struggled, just for a moment: “Moana!” he shouted, yanking against the cops that were holding him.


    “I’ll always love you! I’m sorry!”


    I shuddered as I watched him disappear into the cop car. Edrick’s arm tightened around me


    protectively, and although the scene was a cacophony of noise as everyone rushed around, I swore


    that I could hear him growl slightly under his breath.


    When the EMT’s finally gave us some space, I couldn’t keep it in anymore. I turned toward Edrick and


    opened my mouth to begin telling him everything about how I tried to run away — but Edrick, seeing


    this, shook his head and put his finger to his lips.


    “It’s okay,” he said gently. “I know you have a lot to tell me, but it can wait. Let’s just get home.”


    I closed my mouth and nodded slowly, feeling my face go red. One of the police then waved us over to


    his car, and as we approached, I let out a massive sigh of relief to see E still sleeping peacefully in


    the back seat.


    “She shoulde around soon,” the EMT who was checking on her said. “It looks like someone put


    her under a simple sleeping spell. When she wakes up, she probably won’t remember anything from


    thest twenty-four hours.”


    I couldn’t help but feel relieved by this, and I knew that Edrick felt relieved, too. Not only did I of course


    not want E to remember anything about being kidnapped and held at gunpoint, but I also didn’t want


    her to remember that I had taken her out of her bed and told her about her biological mother. I never


    should have done any of it, and I felt awful. From now on, I decided that I wouldn’t bring up her mother


    until Edrick was ready; but it did need to happen eventually. That was one thing that I was sure of. E


    couldn’t go on for her entire life thinking that her mother was dead. She needed to know what her


    mother was really like.


    Of course, I still didn’t know Olivia’s full story. But from what I observed that night, it seemed to me that


    she was a liar who took Ethan’s money to make me hate Edrick. I decided that I would have to get


    Edrick’s side of the story, just as I should have done from the beginning. From now on, things would be


    different. Edrick was my mate now; I would never use him of trying to hurt me again. I knew now


    that he only ever wanted to protect me and E.


    Finally, Edrick and I climbed into the back of the police car with E. Edrick wrapped his arms around


    her sleeping body and held her tightly, rocking her back and forth. I thought that I heard him whisper


    something to her under his breath, but I didn’t pry. The terror he must have felt when he suddenly


    discovered her missing must have been unparalleled, and now they were reunited. I felt like the worst


    person alive for doing that to him.


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    The cops pulled away from the empty warehouse. I turned in my seat and watched the big brick


    building fade into the distance as more police covered the door with crime scene tape. Even as we


    made our way back through the Rogue district, things seemed more peaceful; no Rogues bothered us,


    and it actually seemed as though word of Edrick’s Alpha strength had spread, causing the Rogues to


    cower as the cop car drove past.


    That night, I couldn’t wait to get home. I just hoped that Edrick would forgive me when I told him the


    true story of what had happened.