The Alien King's Alluring Obsession

Edna

I felt like running away but doing so was just admitting I was guilty of any accusation they want to lay on me.noveldrama

Besides, I don't think I can escape from the two groups of people successfully.

I waited patiently. Minutes felt like hours.

Soon, the sound of a loud siren broke the oppressive silence hanging over us.

One person left the group from Mr Blake's mansion and left the alley.

A few minutes later, the person returned with three police officers. My heart started beating erratically.

Although I knew I was not the one that killed Morgan, I was still worried.

I don't have any background or power in this city.

I don't want to be here. I wanted to return to Killian's side.

My mind strayed to the magic Killian left on me. The people that hurt me were

supposed to be in pain too. I don't know why it wasn't working.

I looked downward.

Did the mark's inability to activate happen due to the anklet I wore?

I really needed the mark to work.

Somehow, as I struggled, things were just going down the wrong path rapidly.

I felt like giving up.

Then, Killian's face appeared in my mind. My brother's voice and actions kept playing over and over again like a broken record too.

I can't give up.

For my brother and for Killian. Evven for myself.

Giving up was not acceptable. Besides, I have a deal to uphold.

Morgan trusted me with this and I will make sure I tried my best to complete it.

"Who is the suspect?" A female police officer came forward and asked.

"That is the only suspect." The guard that called the police said.

He was pointing a finger at me.

The female police officer walked over to me.

"Please, cooperate with us. You have to go with us to the police station. It is standard procedures. As long as you are innocent, you will be out soon enough." The police woman said.

I nodded.

Any other thing will just be adding grounds to my guilt.

The police woman led me out of the alley and into the hovercraft. The hovercraft was painted in solemn colors.

The theater group got into another hovercraft. As the police vehicle began to move, the hovercraft from the theater group followed closely.

The people from Mr Blake's mansion didn't go back either. All of them escorted me to the police station.

I smiled wryly.

Should I be happy that all these people were escorting me to the police station like I was some kind of dignitary? Or should I continue lamenting my fate?

After a few minutes, we arrived at the police station and I was taken to an interrogation

room.

The interrogation room was bare.

Everything seemed soulless and mechanical.

The other things present in that room was just a table and two chairs.

These table and chairs glinted with a metallic luster that added a creepy touch to everything.

I was asked to sit on one of the chairs.

The police woman that arrested me came in and sat opposite me in the other chair.

I stared at her calmly.

She didn't start interrogating me immediately.

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She looked at me with a smile, "Do you need anything? A drink? Tea?"

I shook my head.

"No. I am fine like this." I replied.

"Okay. Since you said you are fine, that's great. Now, let me ask some questions." She started.

"Go ahead." I waved my hand.

Thankfully, there was no conclusive evidence to convict me of any crime so I wasn't handcuffed.

The police officers still treated me in a polite way.

"What is your name?" She questioned.

"My name is Morgan." I replied.

I was thankful that Morgan left her name with me. Things would have been a little bit harder if I said a different name from the one she used in the theater thrope.

"Okay, Morgan." The police woman nodded.

The smile on her lips faded away a little.

The look in her eyes became more stern and she held her hands together on the table. "Morgan, I want you to be extremely truthful with me. I can assure you that if we really want to find something, we would. No secrets can be hidden away from the government or the police force." She said.

"I understand. I am going to be very truthful." I lied.

'Anyway, I am going to be as truthful as my cover story allows.' I completed mentally.

"Morgan, there were two bodies in the alley. One is dead and the other is unconscious. The unconscious thug is being revived as we speak. What happened in that alley?" The police woman asked.

I shrugged, "Nothing really happened. The two of them were unconscious when I ran into the alley for refuge. I am just repeating myself at this point. I didn't do anything to them."

"Are you sure?" The police woman asked.

"I am very sure." I nodded.

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A small sound interrupted the silence that had settled after I replied.

It was coming from the police woman's ears.

She tapped her ears and stood up.

"I would be back soon." She said as she looked towards me.

Once she finished informing me, she turned around to leave.

The door closed behind her. Everything settled into an oppressive silence.

I kept staring at my fingernails.

The future was looking a little bit bleak but things would be fine. I would make sure

things would be fine.

My mind strayed to the humans that has been sold in the auction.

How were they doing? How are they surviving?

I was in a tight predicament myself. There was no way I can save anyone.

I just hoped they would still be fine when I get back to Killian.

With Killian's power, finding them would be easier and things would go uphill from

then on.

After a few minutes, the police woman returned.

Her face was a little bit grave. My heart started beating erratically.

The thug was unconscious when I wore the two masks. He should not be able to reveal

that little secret detail.

If the thug saw me change faces, I would really be done for.

Firstly, I would be handed over to Mr Blake and my life would be figuratively over.

The police woman remained silent after she sat back down.

I could see a hint of what she was trying to do.

She was trying to use the silence around to pressure me into saying what I wouldn't

have said normally.

Unfortunately, my fear and nervousness was just making me clamp my mouth shut. I don't think I would be able to speak without stammering right now.