He rubbed his clean chin. “Does she know about the trial?”
“It’s confirmed?” I asked. He didn’t call or email me back.
“Yes. More so pending, but I see the best interest in it happening. Christopher is a Territorial Alpha?”
“Yes, Sire. But, my Beta has informed me there is little to no communication from him or his pack. So it’s not confirmed that he went back,” I informed him.
“You were inspecting your packs then- as you should?”
“Yes, Sire. Chris is a Territorial Alpha in Northeast Ohio. Now, I’m uncertain why the Statal Alpha never mentioned any signs of mistreatment from that pact, but I’m inferring he hid her.” I felt anger sizzle in my chest at the thought of Chris doing what he did to her.
“A Territorial Alpha causing this much drama. Well, that’s what makes this interesting,” the King shrugged and then looked back to me. “Has she made a testimony yet? Or tried talking to someone about the abrasion she went through?”
“No, Sire. She went to a therapist once, and she was supposed to go again, but…” I lost my words. But I was a dick to her and she….
“But?” the King inquired, but he already knew the answer.
“She… um…” I felt my chest constricting again and I just motioned my head to Violet.
“I heard. I’d be delighted to be enlightened on why? Because it’s hard to surmise she attempted suicide due to what Christopher allegedly did when she has a mate,” he raised an eyebrow at me, resting his face on his face.
“I… I broke her…” I whispered.
He hummed. “Well. When she wakes up, put her back together. You’re her mate, it should come naturally. Some relationships- they are like a puzzle. They can be complicated, and they take a long time to solve. Some can take weeks, doesn’t matter, a while either way,” he gave me a look, “puzzles aren’t for everyone.”
I nodded and turned my head to Violet, blinking. I wasn’t going to break down in front of the King.
“As of the trial- have you seen her lesions?”
The thought of her scars made me angry. I scowled but answered him, “Yes, Sire. Not all, only when I had to dress her or when she slept.” I thought back to when I dressed her in the short-sleeved shirt. I was boiling in anger.
The fact that some bastard scarred up my mate, beat, and raped her made me see red.
( ‘You hit our mate, you’re no different.’ )
… Zaxton, shut the fuck up…
He nodded and stood up. “Derek. Get yourself together, I’m giving you a second chance, take advantage of it. Best wishes to you mate,” he nodded in her direction and looked back at me, “as for the trial, I will be in contact with you. Notify me when she awakens and we will start litigation. Farewell.” he nodded and left the room, the aura following.
I sighed and slumped my head on Violet’s bed. Her scent was slowly diluting.
I lightly kissed her hand and mind linked Garret to bring me some work.
“Flower, I miss you. I don’t know how I let myself do this to you,” I whispered to her.
I was to blame for this whole nightmare.