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    A slight whisper rippled through the crowd but died down quickly, waiting for me to continue.


    “I am the daughter of Jacob Dominis, Alpha of the Onyxcrown pack,” I stated. “Twenty-seven years


    ago, the Dominis family was targeted by a secret organization calling themselves the Waar P ak


    Society. They attacked and destroyed my father’s pack. But the decimation and disbandment of the


    Onyxcrown pack wasn’t enough for them. And they have beening after the survivors and their


    families ever since. They have sought to kill me and recruit others to their cause. A cause that


    threatens our way of life.”


    I stepped back, cing myself between Malcolm and Amy who were both chained to the floor.


    “Malcolm Neal of the Moonshadow pack has been tried and found guilty of numerous crimes against


    multiple packs, including treason, attempted murder, and murder,” I called out. “His sentence is death


    and will be carried out forthwith.”


    “No,” Amy screamed angrily. “You filthy bit ch. I swear I’ll finish…” She was cut off by a rough blow to


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    the face by Mina.


    “Amy Centre of the Greytooth pack,” I continued to address the assembly, “has confessed to the


    attempted assassination of myself and the murder of the pup I was carrying. For her crimes, she will


    also be punished here tonight.


    An angry scream began toe from Amy but the look I gave her retreating. My choice of words


    sinking in. She looked to Malcolm, desperately pulling at her bonds trying to reach him as she cried and


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    begged. Malcolm looked back at her with both disgust and pain.


    “Unchain him,” I told Briggs.


    He hesitated for a second in surprise but obliged. Once the chains fell to the ground I faced him


    even do it.


    Dasha came forward. Standing with me to give me the strength and power I needed. Malcolm saw her


    sh in my eyes and swallowed hard.


    “Malcolm Neal,” I put the full force of my ability into themand, “give me your heart.”


    His eyes widened. There was no question behind the intent of mymand. No confusion about some


    hidden meaning. He instantly started to fight against his own body. His face turning red as he struggled


    to stop his hand from raising. His movements were slow from the conflict and I knew he could die from


    the effort of denying themand alone.


    But he wouldn’t.


    The energy bursting from me was enough to know he wouldn’t win. Mymand was stronger than his


    own instinct to survive. I directed that energy at him entirely.


    Finally, he shredded the fabric of his shirt away and his screams filled the air as his ws pierced his


    chest. The sound of breaking bones and tearing flesh echoed as the scent of blood filled the air. With a


    final jerk, he ripped his arm from his chest. The power of mymand keeping his body upright long


    enough for him to present the org an to


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    It was a terrifying and gruesome scenesting only as second before his lifeless body crumpled to the


    floor. His heart pitching across the tform andnding conveniently in front of Amy. Her voice returned


    to her and she screamed out in agony.


    Whether I should have or not, I found sce in the sound. I met Theo’s eyes and knew he felt it too.


    I returned my attention to Amy.


    “Pick it up,” Imanded.


    Her head snapped up with a look of horror, but she didn’t fight themand. She sped it in her


    hands as she knelt on the cold ground.


    “Get up.” I told her. But it wasn’t amand.


    She looked back at me with a look of pure hatred and I raised on eyebrow. It was hard to care if she


    died on her knees but I knew I needed to cling to the small part of me that was still good enough to let


    her die with a shred of dignity.


    Instead of suffering anothermand, Amy pushed herself to her feet. Theo was standing behind her.


    I looked to him and nodded once,


    Kieran shed in his eyes as his ws extended. With speed and precision, he tore across Amy’s


    throat. She fell and the life drained from her eyes as she clutched the heart of her mate to her chest.


    A sense ofpletion passed through our mate bond. The pain of our loss was still there, of course.


    But the nightmare that had caused it was over. We could face learning to live with it.