LYRALucian stood over me, his height making me feel small but not afraid, and he looked at me like I was a fly he was deciding whether to crush or keep in a jar. He leaned in close, his voice dropping into that low, dangerous tone he used when he wanted to remind everyone who was in charge. "This is my palace, Lyra," he said, and I could feel the heat radiating off him. "This is my pack, and these are my laws. If I say the boy is guilty, then the boy is guilty. There is no debate, and there is no second trial. My word is final here, and you would do well to remember that before you find yourself back in chains."I couldn't believe my ears, and for a second, I just stared at him in pure shock. I turned away from him, looking at the semi-circle of elders who were watching us with varying degrees of boredom and malice. I walked toward them, my hands open in a gesture of desperation, begging them to see sense. "You can't be serious," I said, my voice cracking just a bit. "Look at him! T
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