Damian.
For days I stayed locked within that room, food being brought to me occasionally until at last, I was brought back before the Council and staring up at them and utter disbelief to what they were saying.
My heart broke with every word as I realized there was nothing I could do.
“Damian, we find you guilty. However, judgment has been sent to your pack that, if for some reason, Ivy, your mate, the Luna of your pack, did in fact, kill those people, she can take your place during the reckoning.”
The Grand Elder seemed almost robotic in nature as I watched him speak with no single sense of emotion; Alokaye smirking in the distance. His eyes trained on the Grand Elder as Allison's eyes were focused on me with utter disgust.
What the hell was actually going on?
There was no way they could punish me for something I didn't do, and even though Ivy had done it, there was no way I would allow them to punish her. She was my mate, and I would protect her with my last dying breath.
