Greymoor Academy: I Accidentally Bonded With Four Lycan Royals! novel Chapter 289

Chapter 289: 289. Trial VII

Maisie

Quinlan shifted behind us. "Thought you had Zaytsev on our side. She’s out for blood."

Jericho grunted. "I did, until Maisie had her ass on my dick in front of her."

It was Alden’s turn to begin choking on a cough.

"You also reported an incident involving a... bath," Zaytsev informed the court.

Tessa nodded. "I was staying at my fiancé’s home." My Lycan made an irritated sound at the ’fiancé’ part. "I asked Maisie to clean my bedroom while I bathed. She must have been upset about... well..." She tucked her hair behind her ear and smiled shyly. "Soren and I had just been... intimate."

An actual flush spread across her cheeks and my throat tightened at the sore sight the image was in my head.

"She came into the bathroom and attacked me." Tessa’s fingers rose delicately to her throat. "She strangled me and tried to drown me."

"Were there other incidents of violence?"

"The wedding." Her voice cracked and she looked down. "You all saw what she did to me there." A pause. "And after Maisie returned, I went to welcome her home because Koen had been distraught while she was gone."

My mouth actually fell open. Welcome me?

"She grabbed me by the hair and slammed my face in the wall. And during an exercise at Greymoor, she tried to kill me again. Everyone saw."

The next person was called up. She was slightly familiar, but I didn’t recognize her much, but Soren stiffened.

"How long did you work at the Crown Prince’s’ residence?" Zaytsev asked.

"A few weeks."

"And during those weeks, did you personally witness violence between the accused and Prince Soren?"

"Yes."

My head snapped toward Soren. His jaw was clenched.

"What did you see?"

"She hit him."

Zaytsev paused. "Explain ’hit.’"

Helena glanced nervously around nervously. Her face burned when she noticed Soren’s stare. She looked like she’d been asked point blank if she had a crush on him. "She punched him in the face. He hit the wall. Broke his bones."

I closed my eyes. Oh, for fuck’s sake. "He was perfectly fine," I growled and glared at Soren.

"I was," he smirked. "Matter of fact, I liked it. It’s her love language."

The audience closest to us looked at us like we were insane.

Another witness was called. A student this time. Claire.

"You witnessed Maisie Adams assault Cole Hayes at the mixer?"

"Yes."

Goddess, give me patience.

"And later at school?"

"Yes."

"Did you hear her threaten him?"

Claire nodded. "Said she was going to kill him."

"You mentioned your sister being threatened by the accused last week. What did she say?"

Claire’s eyes met mine as she repeated my words. Verbatim. "It would be a shame if something happened to her on that trail. People disappear so easily these days, you know? She could trip over a few stones... or fall over a cliff. It would be one nasty fall."

Alden shot me a look. "Did you say that?"

"And then you verbally re-enacted Lyon Park death as a threat?" For the first time since we met, the attorney took of his glasses and cursed. "Fuck."

Oh goddess.

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