Lyra
"The Silver Moon Pack is hereby absorbed into the Royal Capital's jurisdiction. Cedric is stripped of his Alpha inheritance rights, and Elara is sentenced to exile in the barren Wastelands for the crime of treason against her pack."
The Royal Executioner read the final judgment with a booming voice that left no room for negotiation.
I stood calmly by Kael’s side on the raised platform.
Below us, Cedric was on his knees at the bottom of the stone steps, his wrists bound tightly in heavy silver chains. The very wolves who had gathered just days ago to watch me be rejected and humiliated now kept their heads bowed, too terrified to even glance in my direction.
Kael tilted his head slightly toward me.
"Do you want to pass the sentence yourself?" he asked.
I looked down at Cedric.
