273 Verdict
273 Verdict
“Prepare a two–year trip for both of them,” I said flatly. “They leave tomorrow morning “I only hope that one day, the three of you find it in your hearts to forgive me…” 3 He didn’t wait for our response. With quiet dignity, he turned and left the room.
He still didn’t flinch: Not a word. Not a plea. It was obvious he was expecting this.
A knock echoed through the study, and I instantly knew it was Damien. He didn’t wait for us to let him in–he opened the door and stepped inside.
Levi and Louis rose beside me, and together, we exited the now chaotic hall.
She sat silently among the front rows, her head lowered, her shoulders trembling. Tears rolled freely down her cheeks. She wasn’t supposed to be here, but she had begged to stay for her father’s trial. ↑
Louis leaned forward. “What kind of plan?”
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Louis leaned back, his arms crossed tightly. “I miss her,” he muttered, almost under his breath. “I wish she was here.”
I glared at him as he entered, but he didn’t seem bothered by it. Rather, he began speaking.
The guards nodded and bowed.
Back at the mansion, we entered the sitting room to find our parents waiting.
“To think,” Louis finished.
“These past three years I haven’t been myself… I made decisions I regret now, and I wish I could turn back the hands of time and undo them, but I can’t…”
His lips curled into a half–smirk.
When the questioning ended, all eyes turned to me.
I took a deep breath and glared at him.
“I have an idea,” he said.
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I stood, my eyes darting around the room.
Before we could even process his words, a guard entered and bowed respectfully. “Alphas, the trial has begun.”
I turned to Dustin, who stood quietly behind us, waiting for instruction.
I nodded and exchanged glances with my brothers. Together, we rose to our feet and made our way to the pack hall.
“Make sure the verdict is carried out today.”
Anita’s father said nothing. He simply stared ahead, like the words meant nothing to
him.
I missed her too.
“They’re to reflect,” Levi added.
Anita buried her face in her hands, her sobs breaking the silence.
The trial began immediately.
“Stop,” I cut her off.
It was time.
She swallowed hard, clearly trying to keep herself together.
I glanced at him, and the words hit me.
“I want the journey mapped. No contact with this pack, no contact with us.”
“I know being sorry won’t make up for all the terrible things I did to you three, but I just want you to know that I’m truly sorry…” He paused, inhaling deeply.
Dustin gave a sharp nod and turned to leave.
“No,” I said, finally looking her in the eyes. “You were. But mothers protect their children. They don’t destroy them from the inside.” 3
It didn’t erase what she meant to me.
We left the sitting room without another glance at our parents. None of us spoke as we made our way upstairs, each lost in our own thoughts.
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The moment we stepped into the hall, every person present rose to their feet and bowed their heads respectfully.
She froze.
Father stood stiffly near the fireplace, while Mother rose from one of the couches the moment she saw us.
Levi crossed his arms. “Do you have any idea what we’ve been through because of your lies?”
Father didn’t say anything. He hadn’t said much since everything came to light. He just stood there–silent.
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