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Lilith pov
He was stupid.
Kael was really a stupid man.
“Your crime is letting those people die. Your crime is backing away from your responsibility. Your crime is having the conscience to abandon the lives of those who needed you.”
My hands clenched tightly at my sides as I stared down at him. His eyes remained fixed on me, unfocused, dazed, as if his mind was slowly processing every word I had just said. And when it finally did-
A tear slipped down his cheek.
Then another.
And then…
“Aaah!”
He screamed.
A raw, strangled sound tore from his throat as he clutched his head with both hands and dropped
to the ground. His cry was raw, broken, overflowing with guilt, shame, and self–blame.
He cried as everyone watched. As everyone stared. No one said a word.
“I’m sorry…
His voice was barely audible at first, trembling, almost lost but then it grew louder. Sharper.
“I’m sorry… I’m sorry… I’m sorry!”
He cried out, his yoice echoing through the entire packhouse that I was certain that even the
maids from yesterday, the ones who had witnessed everything, the ones who had almost died,
could hear him now.
“I’m sorry… because of me… because of me, they all died. I’m so sorry…”
His voice cracked completely as his sobs deepened. I lifted my head and looked away, unable to keep watching while everyone’s eyes remained on us.
Kael.
I knew this man better than he knew himself. We had been best friends before we had ever been
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lovers.
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He wasn’t evil. He wasn’t cruel. He was just terrified–terrified of disappointing everyone, terrified of being seen as weak, terrified of taking control of his own life in case the outcome wasn’t what
he expected.
That was why he did nothing when his parents treated me that way.
That was why he did nothing when Seraphina told him to stop helping me.
That was why he did nothing when the packhouse was being attacked.
And it was probably why he still hadn’t told anyone the truth about his sexuality.
Kael wasn’t heartless.
He was just a coward.
“Kael…”
His mother whispered shakily, tears streaming down her face as she and her husband both stared
at their son, guilt etched on their faces.
It was as if they knew, deep down, that it was their fault, that they had forced Kael into a role he
wasn’t ready for.
I stayed silent, and for a brief moment, no one else spoke either. The hall was shrouded in a heavy,
suffocating silence, broken only by Kael’s choked sobs and the soft weeping of his parents.
Then Silas’s voice cut through the stillness, cold, detached, almost bored, and immediately everyone snapped their attention toward him.
“Kael,” Silas said, his voice slicing through the tension, “Does this mean that you admit that you
knew about the attack and chose not to act, not to defend the pack… because you were afraid?”
I turned to see Silas sitting with his legs crossed, expression unreadable, gaze sharp and
unwavering.
My eyes flicked to Lucien, surprised that he hadn’t moved from his seat to strike Kael down
immediately, considering how quick he usually was to act without hesitation. Instead, he remained
seated calmly, no longer smoking, watching with his usual cold, icy stare.
Kael didn’t respond for a moment, then-
“Y–yes, Alpha Silas… I–I admit to the charges,” Kael stammered. I shifted my attention to him. His head was lifted, tears still streaking his face, but something in his gaze had changed.
He was still scared, that much was obvious, but now he looked like a man who had finally faced his
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mistake, a man ready to accept the consequences.
I swallowed hard as he continued, voice trembling but steadier than before.
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“Yesterday… I received news of the attack, a–and I didn’t go because I was scared… I admit to the charges, Alphas.”
He lowered his head, hands clenched tightly in a desperate attempt to still the trembling, to steady
himself as he faced the truth.
The hall fell silent once more after his confession. Seconds stretched, the tension thickening the
air, until Silas spoke again. His voice was icy, deliberate, each word cutting through the heavy
silence.
“I see.” He tilted his head, fingers drumming slowly on the desk. “Then… what do you think your punishment should be? This is a national offense. You compromised the security of the entire pack. What punishment do you think you deserve?”
A shaky breath escaped me, and all eyes immediately turned to Kael for his answer. But he had
frozen, his face ashen, body trembling more violently now.
What could Kael even say? Everyone here knew what the Alphas punishments would be for someone who had allowed their packhouse to be attacked.
It wasn’t treason but people had died under his watch. And with these men’s terrifying reputations
there was almost no chance he would walk away unscratched.
…
“I–I…” Kael stammered, his gaze dropping to the floor as he tried to speak but before another word could leave his mouth, someone spoke over him.
An elder.
“Alphas,” the elderly man said, rising slowly to his feet, head bowed in respect. “Forgive me for speaking without permission, but I ask that you behead the beta and his family in front of the entire
pack for their crimes.”
The room went deathly silent at his words. Almost immediately, I heard Seraphina’s sharp intake of breath. I didn’t need to look at her to know she was terrified out of her mind.
My eyes, however, were on Silas, whose expression didn’t change in the slightest.
Lucien was the same. His gaze fixed on the elder, eyes narrowing faintly, unreadable.
The only person who reacted differently was Samuel, my mother’s doctor. A grin was etched across his lips, his eyes gleaming with unmistakable amusement, as if this entire scene was the
most entertaining thing he’d witnessed in a long time.
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When no one spoke, the elder continued, turning his sharp gaze toward Kael.
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“The beta position should never have gone to the Wilson family in the first place, Alphas,” he said firmly. “Not only is Kael incompetent, but his actions and his family’s, have led to countless deaths.
They should not be spared.”
He turned back to Lucien and Silas, voice rising.
“It pains me deeply, because had my son been chosen as beta, this would never have happened. My son would have fought the rogues and rescued our people. So please, punish them, Alphas.”
I blinked in surprise. And judging by the looks around the hall, everyone else understood what the
elder was truly saying.
Almost immediately, a snort sounded behind me. I turned to see Claude leaning against the wall,
arms crossed, eyes fixed on the elder as the corner of his lips curled into a cold, mocking smirk.
It was obvious.
The man didn’t truly care about Kael’s crimes. He was using this moment, this tragedy, to push his
own son forward. If Kael died, the beta position would open, and he wanted it firmly in his family’s
grasp.
The other elders seemed to realize the same thing at once, that they could use this opportunity to
get the beta position into their family.
And just like that, they rose from their seats together, voices echoing through the hall as they
turned to the Alphas.
“Yes, Alphas!”
“Please behead the beta and his family! If my son had been the beta, none of this would have
happened”
“My son Leo would have been a better fit instead of Kael, he would have stopped this from
happening! Please execute the beta and choose another beta”
Their voices rose on top of another, each shouting to make their voices loud but it was clear that
everyone of them agreed to one thing
That Kael and his family should be beheaded.
As the elders shouted, Kael and his family went even paler than before. Amid the rising voices, I heard Seraphina behind me, her voice soft, trembling, breaking as she spoke.
“No… no, you can’t behead me. I–I don’t want to die.”
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“Behead them!”
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The elders continued yelling, their voices overlapping, growing harsher. But then, Kael seemed to
snap out of his daze, and before anyone could react-
Slam!
He slammed his head to the ground.
The sound was sharp and sickening, instantly silencing the hall. The elders froze, staring in shock as Kael did it again… and again.
Slam. Slam. Slam.
Six times. Each strike more brutal than the last, the sound echoing through the room, horrifying everyone, everyone except Lucien, Silas, and Claude who watched without flinching.
“Kael!”
His mother screamed just as he finally stopped. He lifted his head slowly, blood streaming from the open gash on his forehead, his eyes barely open as he struggled to speak.
“It… it is all my fault,” he said, a rough grunt escaping him as he lowered his head again toward the floor. His voice trembled, but it didn’t break.
“I am willing to accept every punishment,” he continued. “But if you wish to behead me… please
behead me alone.”
His hands clenched as he bowed even deeper.
“All of this… is my fault. Please spare my family,” he whispered,
My eyes widened in surprise–surprised that, for the first time, he was thinking of others before himself.
My hands curled into fists as I stared at him, different thoughts crashing through my mind at once, my heart pounding hard as I made a decision, to move, to help him beg, to stop them from executing him.
Even though I knew that whatever I was about to do would be the stupidest thing I could possibly do, that I would get into trouble, that a lowly maid like me had no right to interfere, no right to beg on his behalf–but…
“But you can’t help it,” Dravena sneered at the back of my mind, her voice dripping with amusement as she read my thoughts. “Little Miss Good Shoes can’t help being so kind. You’re pathetic.”
She scoffed, sounding bored but I ignored her.
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I drew in a sharp breath and turned around to face Silas and Lucien, whose gazes flickered to me almost at the same time. Just as I was about to drop to my knees and speak, a high–pitched voice sliced through the air–loud, panicked, and terrified.
“Yes! Behead only him!”
Everyone turned at once toward the voice. I blinked in shock to see Seraphina pointing sharply at Kael, her eyes wide, trembling, and flooded with tears as she shouted.
“He was the one who refused to go even though he knew the packhouse was under attack! B–but I didn’t know, so why should I die?”
She shook her head violently, then turned to Kael, who was staring at her in a daze, as she spat out the words.
“I don’t want to die, so, please, please–just execute him alone.”
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