Chapter 62 : First trial

THEO. The pain in my body is still much too intense for me to get up from the cot on the floor, even with my Werewolf healing. I’m in the state prison now. Not just a small jail in the Unclaimed Camp. An actual prison for actual criminals. This place houses murderers and rapists. I fall in no particular category. I’m only here because they thought I killed the girl Maxine and I found in the forest. And they thought that I was the one who turned Maxine too. “I know it would be hard for you to remember, so we gathered as much evidence as we could during that night,” Draco told me before he left me alone this morning. “We noticed that you seemed to have some kind of selective memory when it comes to your crimes, so we worked on a great refresher. Don’t worry, you’re going to be just fine. Everything will be remembered, and you will know everything you did in time.” “I didn’t do anything,” I told him. “You can conjure all the evidence you want. Those papers will not stand—” “Who said