My Professor Is My Alpha Mate

Chapter 283 He Wasn’t Himself

“The basement…” he finally answered after a long pause.

“Where in the basement?”

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“Uh….” He said, his body shaking as he thought about it. “I… I don’t know,” he finally sighed, opening

his eyes. “I can’t remember. I just remember being there and-”

“Why were you there on a Sunday?” I then asked, stopping words. “What business did you have after

hours? Did you go there hoping you’d find someone to kill?”

He was frozen as he stared at me, his mouth hanging open slightly.

“…No,” he finally said, shaking his head slowly. “I don’t know why I was there.”

“Were you there to change the answers to a test? Or turn in a late assignment?” I asked, furrowing my

brows together. “Because I did a little digging before I came here, and all your teachers say you’re

doing great in school and all your assignments are up to date. So, there was really no reason to be

inside the academic center on a Sunday when nobody else was there.”

“Well, why was Merida there?” Scott asked, furrowing his brows together.

“She had to turn in a late assignment,” I answered.

He was quiet for a moment longer.

“Maybe I forgot something in my locker. Our lockers are in the academic center,” Scott said, pacing

back and forth.

“Is that a memory you have, or something you are making up?” I asked, watching him as he continued

to

pace.

“I… I don’t know…” he said, shaking his head. “I just don’t know…”

“Scott…” I said gently. “I’m here to help you. All the memories that were given to you, aren’t yours. You

don’t have all the answers that fill in the puzzle. You don’t know the small details that make the story

make sense. You don’t even know why you were there. I spoke to your roommate, and they told me

you have been in your room all night. You didn’t kill anyone…”

“But I remember-”

“It’s a false memory. It’s someone else’s memory,” I told him, stepping closer to him. “It’s not real.”

“You mean… someone manipulated my brain?” He asked, his voice trembling as he met my eyes. “Like

Sarah?”

“It wasn’t Sarah,” I said, shaking my/head. “Lila already ruled her out and trust Lila’s judgment.”

“Lila knows about this too?” Scott/said, furrowing his brows together. “She believes I’m innocent?”

“You don’t remember what happened last night?” I asked, raising my brows. “Lila was there when you

were getting arrested. She tried to stop them.”

“She did?”

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I was quiet for a moment as I looked around at his confused and serious face. This confirmed that he

wasn’t himself yesterday; he couldn’t even remember what happened last night. Lila was right; his

mind. wasn’t his own.

“Why can’t I remember that?” He asked, his breathing becoming heavy. He was about to

hyperventilate.

“Your mind wasn’t your own,” I answered. “Someone had taken you over.”

“And you’re sure it wasn’t Sarah?” He asked. “She’s done this before.”

“It wasn’t Sarah,” I said, shaking my head. “We are going to figure out who it was. But for right now, you

need to remain calm and just know that we are going to prove your innocence and get you out of

here…”

“Oh, goddess,” Scott breathed, stumbling backward and landing on his bed. “I confessed though…”

“You weren’t yourself,” I assured him. “Soon, everyone will realize that.”

“My dad is going to kill me.”

“Actually, he’s mad that they won’t let him see you. He’s here right now fighting with the dispatcher,” I

told him.

“He’s here?” Scott asked, his eyes widening.

“Yes,” I answered. “He wanted me to tell you that he’s here for you and he believes you didn’t kill

anyone.”

Scott’s face softened.

“He said that?”

I nodded, walking toward him I placed my hand firmly on his shoulder just as I did his father and

squeezed it.”We aren’t going to let you rot in here. I promise we are going to figure this out and get you

the hell out,” I assured him.

He had so many tears in his eyes that he blinked away, but he nodded and gave me a small smile.

“I believe you,” he finally said.

“Good,” I said in return. “Now I’m going to need you to remember everything you can about that night.

Real memories and fake memories. Whoever made you remember these false memories, gave you,

their memories. Which means you were in their head. You might be able to figure out who it was, and

we can go from there.”

“It’s foggy,” he admitted, shaking his head. “But I can try.”

“As of right now, you are safe. We aren’t going to let them take you anywhere. I’m going to alert Alpha

B astien once I leave. So, you’ll be able to get plenty of rest and try to remember what you can. I’ll be

returning often. I’ll try to get it so your father can visit as well but as of now they are under orders to

keep him out.”

Scott nodded, understanding.

“Okay,” he breathed.

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I walked toward the doorway, satisfied with this visit. I had gotten somewhere and now I knew for sure

that someone had taken over his mind. But we just had to figure out who it was and how they did it.

I knocked on the cell door, indicating that I was finished. The door opened and the officer stood by,

allowing me to walk past him.

“Alpha Enzo,” Scott called after me, standing to his feet.

I turned to look at him.

“Tell Lila I said thanks,” he said, giving me a faint smile.

I nodded, returning his smile before turning and leaving the cell.

When I returned to the waiting room, Emmet, who was seating with his face buried in his hands, quickly

stood and recovered himself.

“How is he?” Emmet asked.

“Confused,” I answered honestly. “But he’s himself again. Yesterday he wasn’t himself at all; he doesn’t

even remember yesterday. But someone gave him the memories of killing someone.”

“He didn’t kill anyone,” Emmet said through his teeth.

“I know,” I assured him. “And now he knows it too. He realized they were fake memories. I told him we

are going to figure out who really killed those people and get him out of here.”

“Did

you tell him I’m here for him too?” He asked.

I nodded.

“Yes,” I said in return. “He was surprised, but he was also grateful.”

“What can I do to help? I want to help prove my son’s innocence.”

I patted him on the back, motioning for him to follow me outside and out of the police station.

“Let’s get back to my pack and catch Alpha B astien up on everything. Then, from there, we can work

on a plan to prove Scott’s innocence and get him out of jail.”