CHAPTER 91 — Judgment Without Mercy
The Celestial Tribunal did not convene in a place.
It manifested.
Reality folded inward, light compressing until the air itself became a cathedral of stars. There were no walls, no floor, no sky—only an endless expanse of shimmering void threaded with constellations that pulsed like watching eyes. Each breath Gabriella took echoed as if the universe itself were listening.
She stood at the center.
Not chained. Not restrained.
And somehow, that made it worse.
The four Alphas flanked her in a loose semicircle, their presence grounding her against the crushing weight of divinity pressing down from every direction. Tristan’s fire burned low but steady, a constant warmth at her back. Leo’s storm hummed beneath his skin, restrained by sheer will. Mark st
