"MICHAEL DAVID VELA!!!" The priest voice echoed throughout the halls.

The guards pulled at my chains on my neck and hands , and I limped at the other end, like a dog leashed by a cruel master. I walked down the steps, the rug red like the blood dripping from my wounds that plagued my body. I entered a massive courtroom illuminated by great white lights. I looked around at rows of seats, their occupants stared at me either in shock or disgust. The priest stood at his podium. He was an elderly man with white hair and wrinkles framing his obvious frown, but with bright orange eyes that look like they could ignite into flames. A man had stood up, and turned to spit in my face.

"Disgusting dog," He said in utter bitterness.

"Mr.Woods, please sit down," The priest said obviously trying to control his temper.

The guards stood me right in front of the old man.

"Michael Vela, you are charged with high treason," He said. "You my boy are the 1st and only werewolf of our kind to break our most sacred law."

"How do you plea?" The priest said.

"Innocent," I said struggling to ignore the pain of my beaten body.

"You deny the charges?" He asked.

"No...I love her with everything, my heart, my spirit, my soul," I said. "Someone like me who has done so much for his people deserves the peace with his love,"

"You a hero, an idol for our people, violated what we stand for, all for a stupid human girl," The old man said.

"I recall once when I saved a hundred of our men, your ass was one them," I growled at him.

The guard to my right took his baton and swung it at my ribs.

"Ahh!!!" I screamed, before falling to my knees.

"Take him!!!" He shouted. The guards grabbed my arms and began dragging me away

"We'll finish this tomorrow, consider yourself lucky that there's even a trial for this. As far as I'm concerned...you're already dead," He snarled.

They took me down stairs and threw me in a cell. And while I was on the ground groaning they quickly locked it behind them and left. I was left alone in the dark. I tilted my head back...a single tear ran from eye, down my cheek and fell into my torn clothes.

"Why?" I asked. "I didn't even get to say I love you Scarlett,"