MasukHi, thank you all for reading this story to the very end. I'll be rounding it up in the next two chapters, but that won't be the official end. There will be side stories. A lot. Because Aurielle and Cassiel's story isn't over. The storm is over, it's time for peace.
I never thought I would die. I always believed I’d find a way out even when things weren’t going my way. While in prison, I had time to reflect. To think about the choices that landed me in this horrible position. My cellmate was Anton, which was ironic. That fucker is the one who ruined part of my life. Had I stayed close to Matthias, married him, and become luna, Aurielle would have been tossed out.She never would have met Cassiel, wouldn’t have become this important person who could dictate anything. This heroine.I got greedy four years ago and left a comfortable situation for what I thought was better. It was infact not better, and it only dawned on me now that I’m staring into the cold, satisfied eyes of the girl I made cry for years that she had a point. I was responsible for this. I did this to myself. Death is at my door. There’s no one coming to save me. She isn’t going to change her mind and suddenly tap into the kindness in her heart. There’s no kindness left in her. No
When we arrived at the location, I could immediately tell that there was a huge crowd inside. The parking lot was full. I could hear their loud chatter even from the parking lot. We were using a massive arena that had been abandoned for a while. Cassiel had people work to clean it up for two days. It was beautiful. I know, odd to say for a place that was holding an execution. I stared at the outside, marvelling at the chipped colour on the exterior. It would have taken months to repaint. Cassiel just needed it to be usable. And neat enough. We got out of the car, and I checked my phone for the time. Were5an hour early. The drive here was really long. I really forgot that the region is massive. To get to some areas, some packs, it could even take days. I blew out a breath, it's colder than I expected. This side of the region must be going through a different weather change. The ravager pack is hot at the moment, Moonveil’s got some rain, and this area looks like it's about to snow.
Nerissa’s execution came on a Sunday morning. I had been mentally preparing for it. By that I mean I barely thought about it until last night, then it hit me that come Monday morning, Nerissa would be gone, which is interesting. I dressed slowly. Her execution was in the afternoon, and people would show up early to set things up. The press would be there to record it. Her and everyone who sided with the rogue. They’d be paying for it. I feel indifferent. And it’s kind of worrying. I’m not supposed to feel like this. I guess my hate for her suppresses any other kind of feeling. I stared into the mirror, and my eyes were empty. Or soulless. So Nerissa was definitely wrong when she said this would haunt me. Why would it haunt me?Cassiel came up behind me, our eyes locking through the mirror. I smiled subconsciously, excited to see him even though we’d shared the same bed every single night. I turned around, my head tipping to the side. My hair fell off my shoulders, and Cassiel match
“Wow. Wow. You want my help, but you think your life is worth more than my chances of having kids?” I heard the shock in my voice. Nerissa leaned forward. “Be honest with yourself, if I die, won’t it haunt you?”“I don’t think about you. I’m actually going to attend your public execution.” Her expression darkened. “So you won’t help me over a minor mistake? I didn’t force you to drink that stuff, Matthias did. How come he gets to live?”“To his only credit, he didn’t know what it was. But you knew. And that’s not the only reason. Let me just tell you, Nerissa. I’m going to be at your execution, staring you dead in the eyes while they hang you or burn you. People will cheer, people will say good riddance. And the last thing you will see is a smile on my face because goddamn, I cannot wait for you to die.” Now it was my turn to surprise her. Nerissa made a sound, her eyes widened, and her mouth dropped. “You... what happened to you? What happened to the girl who was kind?! The girl w
I put one leg over the other, crossed my arms over my breast, and tilted my head just a bit as I listened to probably the most convincing act Nerissa had ever put up. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t doubt that she’s afraid of death. Who isn’t? I’m scared to die before I do so many things. But I’m a normal person. I haven’t gone out of my way to target an innocent person for years. Then call that person for help. I’m not the devil. According to our history, even devils do things for a purpose. Selfish purposes, but it’s still something.Nerissa just hated me. She didn’t try, not once, to get along with me. So why should I care right now?She must have noticed my expression through her tears. She’s an ugly crier, by the way. That’s how I know this is genuine. “I know. I know I’m the last person you’d ever want to help. I know I wronged you, but letting me die... Aurielle, we’re sisters,” she whined. Dragging out the word ‘sisters’ like that is supposed to mean something to me. “Please, h
I stood at the corner of the wall, watching Nerissa as she stared at the strong metal doors. I don’t have a prison, as most people don’t know. I have a camp where people get tortured and killed. Unfortunately for me, I refuse to bring my mate there, so I’ve had to use a nearby detention center because most of Creighton’s allies will be facing execution. Actually, all of Creighton's accomplices will be facing execution. Sadly, the man himself had a quick albeit painful death. But I will ensure those who helped him of their own will face the consequences of the choices they made. Nerissa hadn’t moved her stare from the door since she was informed that Aurielle had agreed to meet with her one last time. She truly believes that talking in private would change my mate’s mind. As if Aurielle is the one responsible for her execution. She’s not. I am. The region is responsible for deciding what counts as treason against its people. And the decision is set in stone. She wastes so much time







