Chapter 198: Chapter 198

Davien's P. O. V

"I'm under arrest? Scott is this some fucking joke?!" I raised my disgruntled voice, staring down the men forming a wall on me at all sides.

Scott crushed his cigar against his ashtray and clicked his tongue, "Those children you planned to sell off, tell us where you've hidden them and I promise your sentence will be lightened." He suggested playing fucking saint in front of everybody.

I tried to take a step forward and land a square punch on his face, but the shifters around me inched closer, sounding a warning. Not that I was afraid of them.

"Scott, I'm warning you, you're digging a hole you won't be able to crawl out of." He just wanted the kids, because they were the only ones who could attest to the truth.

But I wasn't going to let him have them.