Chapter 60
Raven
The great hall was filled with yelling pack members, who were speaking over each other to be heard. I sat in the Luna's chair on the raised platform.
Even though I was flanked by my four mates, my hands was gripping the armrests so tightly my knuckles had turned white.
Below us, Cynthia stood in silver chains between two guards, her head held high despite the bruises on her skin.
Even now facing judgement for her crimes, she managed to look smug.
Swallowing hard, I tore my gaze away from her and focused on the crowd.
Anger, grief and the need for vengeance radiated from every face.
I would never be able to get rid of the guilt inside me for inviting the devil to our home.
She'd poisoned many of my pack members while pretending to be a harmless human and I vouch
