Alex-

The door to the cell opens abruptly, I drag my eyes up to meet with a guard, the light blinding me.

"It's time." he says, approaching me with handcuffs.

He slides them on my wrists, the cold metal making me wince. I had changed into simple leggings and a black t-shirt that they provided.

Nobody knew about my adventure last night. I had just returned a few hours ago and gotten no sleep.

I felt better. I felt so aware of everything. I am finally my true self.

Taking a deep breath, the guard leads me into a new building. The walls are white and bare, only holding a picture every once in a while.

We walk down the long hallway and into a courtroom. Its surreal. I stand in a wooden booth, head hanging low.

Liam didn't want me to come back. He tried to argue with me one last time before he returned me. But I didn't want to burden him with the job of protecting me for the rest of his life.

The Silvermoon pack knew where he lived. They would hunt me until they got justice.

Cleo was well known in this pack. Probably growing in rank while she slept with my mate.

I had no remorse. I killed her and now I had to face the punishments.

The trial was long. They talked about how Cleo was an active member in the pack. She helped build houses and blah blah. I zoned it out.

I replayed my life. All the times I had spent with Addison. She was my family. And how happy I was that she found someone. Russell would take care of her when I was gone. They were going to be accepted into this pack, where they would live out the rest of their days. Maybe even have a few kids.

I assume Russell had lied about being a rogue and just said he was a member of mine and Addison's pack, seeking refuge.

"Alexandra, please stand." The council finally said. I stood from my small wooden chair, head coming up at attention.

This was it. I would either be condemned to the cold, packless. Or I would die.

Death didn't scare me. Being alone did.

Liam was upset when I left. Heartbroken that I still chose to face death. So if I was to become stripped of my titles as future Luna, I would not run to knock on his doors.

I had burned that bridge. I had to. I didn't want to burden him.

"The council has come to a decision." The head of the council spoke.

I surveyed the room. I say Tyler standing firmly. He didn't dare look at me. He looked straight ahead. Did he no longer care?

Across the room I saw Addison clutching onto Russell. She was crying.

The head of the council looked directly at me. Power filled his voice as he spoke.

"Alexandra, for the murder of Cleo Kimberly, you will face death for your crimes." His eyes were cold.

My face drained of life. I am going to die.

Somehow I thought they would vote different.

I am really going to die.

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