Dimitri's p.o.v.
" What have you done with her?"
" I didn't do s**t!", I snapped back at Eren.
" Then why she is not waking up...", Drakon clamored. His deep green eyes had this angry storm I'd never seen before. Drakon never gets angry, at least not with me. He understood me better than anyone here. But today... He is also suspecting me like others.
We are on the fourth floor, in the so-called meeting room. Our 'Alpha' Souvenir is not here though. He is tired and sleepy. He is always sleeping anyway. Others are here, surrounding me and glaring at me like I'm some criminal. Even Silas...he is in front of me, leaning over the wooden desk, with his deep emerald eyes glued to my face.
Others are on the couches on either side of me, and I am standing in the middle...trying to prove m
