I stared down at him, feeling nothing but emptiness where compassion might once have lived. This broken shell of a man had tormented me for years, had allied himself with my parents' killers, had tried to end my life tonight. And now he wanted mercy.
"Some things can't be forgiven," I said quietly. "Some choices can't be undone. You made yours the moment you decided to stand with murderers against your own pack."
I turned away from him then, dismissing him as thoroughly as he had once dismissed me. Around the clearing, the assembled wolves watched in stunned silence, witnessing justice served by divine intervention.
Alpha Maxwell stepped forward, his expression grave but approving. "The goddess has spoken through you tonight, Luna Blackthorne-Maxwell. What would you have us do with the
