Her Immortal Harem Book Two
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I didn’t blame Cora for any of this. Because if she showed even the slightest leniency towards someone like me, she would lose her standing in the pack just like that and would probably be subject to the same treatment I was currently victim of. But then, she would never have ended up in the mess that I was in. Because she was much more cautious than me…always had been. And she knew as well as I did exactly what punishment I would face if I was convicted of high treason.
High treason.
The words sounded almost archaic to me, like they didn’t belong in this day and age, and yet here I was, about to be tried for it – maybe even killed for it. I scrubbed my head hard, as though trying to wash those thoughts away. Death wasn’t the only punishment for treason – I could end up imprisoned for life, as well. Though the thought of being trapped up in one of those tiny cages for the next few decades was…no. I couldn’t do it. I would rather die. If that’s what it came to, I would take matters into my own hands and finish myself off. A life like that one wasn’t worth living, a life where I couldn’t access a fundamental part of who I was.
I was screwed unless I could change the minds of everyone else in the clan, and, judging by Cora’s demeanor, that wasn’t likely. I finished up my shower and climbed into the clothes that had been laid out for me, a prisoner’s uniform, all deep, dreary grey and utilitarian. As soon as I had done the last button up, there was a knock at the door, and it opened a moment later.
“It’s time,” Cora announced, and I noticed that she was flanked by a couple of guards. Did they really think that I was going to try and make a break for it, surrounded by everyone else in this place? I followed them out of the room, and then down and along what felt like endless corridors until we finally arrived in the courtroom. Cora opened the door, and the buzz of voices that had filled the cavernous stone-walled space suddenly fell silent as I followed her inside.
The entire clan was here. I recognized each one, had interacted with them all at some point or another over the years, and now here they were to cast judgment on me. To condemn me to a life that I couldn’t live, that none of us could live. Cora took my arm and guided me to the one free seat in the enormous, ancient room. The one all by itself, separate from the rest. I sat down and forced myself to look up at the man who was about to decide my fate.
Malcolm Kellum. His eyes were icy-sharp and bright blue as he stared down at me from the lofty seat he had over the entire room; his grey-white hair was perfectly in place, the same color it was when he shifted to his wolf form. He had been alpha around these parts for as long as most anyone could remember, and I doubted there was much in this world that could have dragged that position away from him. I tried to read the expression on his face but he was pointedly impassive, like he knew how much I wanted to know what he was thinking and wasn’t going to give me the pleasure. He got to his feet slowly, like a monarch, and all eyes in the room turned to watch him. The entire place seemed to pulse with the silence before he spoke, but finally, he did.
“Arianna Kellum, you are charged with high treason. How do you plead?”
I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and then spoke.
“Guilty, father.”
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