Sierra's POV
Alpha Joel spoke first, his commanding voice loud and harsh.
“Heather Walker, the council and I have decided on your punishment.” The room was silent, so quiet I could hear the whistling of the wind outside, blowing against the window panes. I held my breath, not wanting to miss what Alpha Joel was about to say. “We have decided to spare your life.” Heather visibly relaxed, her shoulders lowering to a regular position instead of up around her ears.
“I don’t know what I was expecting them to kill her,” Brooklyn said, looking over at Heather.
“Because you would have,” I replied.
“However,” Joel continued. “We have decided to strip away your wolf. You are to live out the remainder of your days in Alpha Amir’s pack as a wolfless omega prisoner. Doing whatever you are tol
