PACK TRIAL - DAY OF JUDGMENT
~MATHIAS'S POV~
The trial grounds had been prepared according to ancient tradition. A large circle of stones marked the judgment space, with torches burning at each cardinal point. Every Pack member who could attend stood around the circle, along with representatives from allied Packs and several neutral observers.
At the north point sat Marcus on his Alpha throne, with Daxon and me flanking him. Vida stood to the side, ready to verify any magical testimony. And at the center of it all stood Elena, dressed in white as was tradition for the accused, her father beside her.
Alpha Richard looked like he'd aged ten years in three days. His eyes were haunted, his shoulders slumped. But when he looked at Elena, there was still fierce protectiveness there.
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