Mike’sThe silence was unbearable. I sat in the tight confinement space, my back against the cold stone wall, my wrists resting on my knees. The dim torchlight outside my cell flickered, casting long shadows that danced across the rough walls. I had no idea how much time had passed since they threw me in here. Hours? A day? It was impossible to tell. All I knew was that my fate hung in the balance. Exile or execution. The laws were clear betrayal, whether proven or suspected, led to one of two punishments. Alpha Logan would make the decision, and whichever one he chose, the outcome was similar. Death. Being banished might as well be a death sentence. No pack, no resources, no protection. Rogues didn’t last long, not in these lands. Either the wilderness would kill me, or I’d be hunted down by those who saw me as a threat. But there was a slim chance of survival! I would rather be given that slim chance. I exhaled sharply, running a hand through my hair. The thought of it
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