Her jaw clenched and her hands clenched into fist, her whole body trembling with fury. “I only wanted what was mine!”
“No, you wanted power,” I corrected coldly. “Not love. Not even loyalty. Just Power.”
She looked around the room as if she was searching for sympathy from the pack members. Some wolves looked away. Others glared openly at her expressing their dislike. But no one dared to try to defend her.
I took a step and stood right in front of her, my voice rising with Alpha command. “You stood as Luna. You had honor, protection, the respect of this pack. You could have carried that role for life, even without my love. But you didn’t just betray me but the whole pack. I will not allow such darkness to poison my people any longer.”
The weight and seriousness of my words filled the hall. I saw pack members‘ heads bow in agreement, the pack responding instinctively to the authority in my tone. My wolf pressed against my skin, satisfied at their submission.
I turned toward the Beta. “She is stripped of her title as Luna. From this moment forward, she is nothing to us. Take her. Remove her from the pack house. She is cast out.”
The declaration of my decision and punishment thundered through the air, final and unyielding.
For a heartbeat, silence reigned. Then two enforcers stepped forward, seizing Daphne by the arms.
“No this can’t be happening!” she shrieked loudly, thrashing and struggling in their hold. “You can’t do this to me! I am your Luna! You can’t take this away!”
No matter how much her cries rang through the hall, shrill and desperate, but my men did not falter.
“You brought this on yourself Daphne there is no choice but regret,” I told her calmly, my voice was flat with a hint of disappointment. “And you will live with the consequences no matter what.”
Her eyes, once full of rage, flickered with something else for the briefest moment–fear and worry. But just as quickly, her mask returned, and she laughed, it was a broken, hollow, bitter sound that made the hairs on my
neck rise.
“You think this is over, Gideon?” she hissed. “You think you can just throw me away? You’ll regret this decision. You’ll regret choosing her.”
The wolves bristled at her venom. My Beta looked at the guards calmly and gave a sharp nod to the guards.
“Take her out of here,” I repeated.
They dragged her toward the doors. Her feet scraped against the stone floor, her body still straining against their grip, but it was useless. She was finished.
Or so I thought.
Because just as they reached the door, a voice cut through the hall. “Wait, stop.”
The sound was low, sharp, and commanding yet full of wisdom. It echoed unnaturally, carrying through the
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chamber like steel scraping stone.
Every wolf froze. The guards halted, my Beta stiffened, and even Raven’s posture tensed beside me.
One thing for sure the voice hadn’t come from Daphne.
It came from the beyond of the day, far shadows at the edge of the hall.
I immediately released a growl, my wolf’s instincts flaring. The presence was familiar yet powerful–someone who had slipped past our watch.
The guards raised their hackles, forming a protective half–circle in front of me.
Daphne’s head jerked toward the sound, her eyes widening, not in fear—but in recognition as she sighed with relief knowing she was finally safe.
And then, slowly, her lips curved into a smile of triumph.
“You see now?” she whispered, her voice thick with twisted triumph. “I was never alone. No matter what”
The silence that followed was heavier than stone.
And in that moment, I realized this confrontation was far from over.
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