DRAVEN'S POV.
The walk back to the castle was quieter than usual, but my mind was anything but. Lenora’s confession replayed over and over in my head, each word fanning the flames of my fury burning inside of me. The audacity of her actions, the sheer disregard for the lives she’d destroyed, was nothing short of treason. I wanted her to hang for it. I wanted her to burn for it. But like I told her, that wasn't my decision to make, not right now anyway. First, I wanted her to answer to Chris for the murder of his mate. As much as I would have enjoyed making her pay for crossing me, for daring to put her hands on my mate, Chris was the one who suffered the most because of her. He was the one who'd lost a mate to her and because of that, he alone had the right to decide her fate and punishme
