{MIRA}
"Murder? You're fucking kidding me!" I stared at Amelia in shock. It had only been two hours since our cellphones had gone down. Finn had gone out looking for Amelia and Shiloh and returned one hour ago to report that they weren't in any of the stores.
Two hours of agony, of thinking that Amelia might be dead. Finn was ready to lose his mind, but my mating bond was bright and throbbing. I just couldn't figure out how to use it to communicate to Shiloh. To figure out what the hell was happening with them.
Turns out, he was in police custody. Human police custody. "Who the hell do they think he murdered?"
"You. And Janelle," Amelia said quietly. "They don't have any evidence, but they're going to hold him for the longest amount of time possible. That's three days. He's requested a lawyer, but conveniently, the only criminal lawyer in town is on vacation. They said it'll take two days to get someone here. We'll never get our pack lawyer down in time either."
