Third Person POV
Scott slammed on the cell door, desperate to make a phone call. He had to call Bastien; needed to speak with Ella and the rest of her friends. They were in serious danger. He remembered everything about the day his mind was manipulated; he remembered who did it.
He knows who killed those people and if he didn’t want them, he worries this same person would kill them too.
It took a bit, but the officer finally came to the window; they had left it open for him this time considering he was scheduled to be released in a few hours.
“What?” The officer said, narrowing his eyes at Scott.
“I need to make a phone call,” Scott said desperately. “It’s urgent.”
The officer rolled his eyes.
“You’ll be released soon, who do you need to call so urgently?”
“Alpha Bastien,” Scott answered. “I know he just left but it’s an emergency.”
The officer stared around Scott's face for a moment before sighing and unlocking the cell door. A flood of relief washed through Scott as he stepped back. The officer pulled his personal phone out of his pocket and handed it to Scott.
“Make it quick,” he muttered.
“Thank you,” Scott breathed.
He had to think for a moment what Alpha Bastien’s phone number was off the top of his head; but soon, the numbers fell in place, and he was able to dial them. Alpha Bastien answered the phone on the 3(rd) ring.
“Yes?”
“Alpha, it’s Scott,” Scott said breathlessly as if he ran a marathon.
“Scott?” Alpha Bastien asked, confused. “We just left. What do you need?”
“I need you to get Ella and her friends out of that school; get her somewhere safe. I’m afraid they might be in danger,” Scott warned.
There was a brief period of silence on the other end of the phone.
“What happened?” Bastien finally asked. “What are you talking about?”
“I remembered some stuff. I’d like to tell you in person. I need to speak with all of them; especially Ella,” Scott explained.
There was another, longer, silence.
“Do you want to share what you know with me?” Bastien asked.
Scott opened his mouth to tell him what he remembered, but then he shut it. There was a knot in the pit of his stomach that told him to keep his mouth shut for right now. He couldn’t say this over the phone, and he certainly couldn’t say this while he was still in jail. I needed to be somewhere safe, and he needed to get there quickly.
“Just hurry and get me out of her,” Scott begged. “I have a feeling something terrible is coming.”
The officer who lent Scott his phone was leaning against the cell door frame with raised brows.
“Okay,” Bastien said slowly. “I’ll let everybody know. I think Ella was planning on going to the Calypso pack with Alpha Colton. I’ll have her take her friends too.”
“Thank you,” Scott breathed, relieved. Then he froze again. “Alpha… how is Rachel? You said she’s in the hospital, right?”
“Yes,” he answered. “She still hasn’t woken up. Ella stayed there until she got out of surgery. I believe Ella is on her way back to get her things though,” Bastien asked. “Why do you ask?”
Nervousness crept up the back of Scott’s neck.
“If she wakes up, can you tell me?”
“Of course,” Bastien answered. “We will see you soon. We will be as fast as we can.”
“Thank you,” Scott breathed.
Then he hung up the phone and with a racing heart he handed it back to the officer.
The officer stared at him for a long while before rolling his eyes and turning away, slamming the cell door shut and latching it. Scott sighed and went back to his cot where he will serve out the rest of his time for the next couple of hours.
Hopefully Alpha Bastien and his father and hurry and get him out of there so he can feel safe too. But until then, he was left feeling cold and vulnerable.
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