The latest installment in the For Her series, sequel to Protect Her, Love Her, Hold Her, Keep Her, From Her, With Her, and Beside Her. Quil and Claire have finally triumphed. Despite the obstacles littering thier way, they are at last happy. What happens when the darkest secret of their past comes back and threatens to seperate them forever?
I disclaim. Y'all should read the sequels first.
4. Chapter 4
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“The thing we’ve got to establish is what the prosecution’s going to try to do.”
“What, you read minds now?”
He laughed. “Naw, I’m no bloodsucker. But I’m a pretty good lawyer, if I do say so myself. And I know if I were them, I’d try to establish your motive. Which is a pretty strong case.”
No. Really. Why on Earth would I have killed this guy? It’s not like he destroyed Claire or anything like that. It’s not like she still has nightmares about him, like I can’t kiss my own wife without asking her first because if I move to fast I’ll scare her. “Yeah.”
“We aren’t going to be able to disprove that you had a good reason to commit the murder.”
“I’m getting to that part.” Idly, I was impressed by Paul’s control. Years ago, my rudeness would have had him phasing all over the place. “It’s too well established that Claire’s been abused. The teacher’s going to be called as a witness, and maybe Carlisle- now that should be interesting…”
I wonder what the leech is going to do with a summons to court. After all, he hasn’t aged a day in thirty years.
“And Claire herself of course. I really doubt she’ll lie on the stand. Besides, no one will believe her. You see the way she gets when people talk about that.”
“She freezes up… but it’s not her fault,” I growled.
“Didn’t say it was. Anyway, they’ll prove what a… terrible horrible child-molesting bastard her father was…”
I laughed. “I like that.”
“Thanks. Then they’ll talk about your relationship with Claire. They may bring up the age difference. They may accuse you- not directly, of course, but imply- that you-“
I cut him off. “I know.”
“Are you ready for that? Quil, you absolutely can’t lose control. None of us can. If you phase, they can connect the fact that he was apparently mauled by a wolf to you. Open and shut. I might be able to save this if you stay human. And they’re going to be nasty. Intentionally trying to set you off. They don’t know you’re a werewolf. But they are going to try to make you look like the kind of person who’d commit murder, and to do that they’re going to make you get mad.”
“This is really complicated,” I muttered, shifting a little in my uncomfortable seat on the bench.
“Yeah. It’s a detailed case, isn’t it? Kind of fun for me, though.”
“It is not a game.”
“I know.” His grin wasn’t very convincing. “But you understand? Whatever they say, you need to be able to keep your cool.”
“I haven’t phased in ages, Paul. I’m not you.”
“Ouch. I am hurt, Quil. Hurt deeply. That strikes me like a sword into my very soul.”
I rolled my eyes. “Yeah, yeah. Get on with it.”
“What we need to prove is that they only have circumstantial evidence. You have a sort of anti-alibi for the time the murder was committed. No one knew where you were. But you can’t say you went to his house.”
I close my eyes. “We have a problem, Paul.”