Banished From The Hero's Party Light Novel Romane & Geschichten

“Nilah, you have been found guilty of treason against this pack. You are hereby stripped of your rank, your privileges, and your place within this pack. And you are sentenced to… Banishment.” “Banishment?” I raised my head up, “You're banishing me? If you do that, no other pack would dare take me! It's better you kill me! Just kill me!” I screamed, getting up from the ground and lunging towards the council table. However, I didn't even take a step when the guard behind me kicked the back of my knee, making me fall to the ground heavily. But I couldn't feel the pain at all.

The crowd applauded and Alpha Brandon raised a shy hand in acknowledgement whilst Luna Holly beamed at him, her yellow eyes sparkling despite her sooty face. “Finally, as we all heard, my eldest son, Alexander was banished under a lie. He did not murder Luna Grace, that was a scheme orchestrated by Bram Romanov and Bella Penkov, both of equal guilt in my eyes. As of this instant he is no longer banished and is to be reinstated as Alpha Alexander and afforded the respect that rank deserves. Seven of the men in there today he, with assistance from Alpha Brandon was responsible for defeating. He is truly an Alpha King, to defend his pack when it rejected him is the sign of a great leader. I wou

“You liar!” Everyone turned to me and Draven stepped closer and his face was hard and unreadable, like I meant nothing now. “Please,” I whispered. “Please, don’t do this.” No one answered and then Draven said the words that ripped the ground from under me. “Nyra Veylin is hereby banished from Shadowfang Pack.” I froze and the world around me went silent. “No…” My voice came out broken. “No, please.” I then grabbed the bars and pushed my face between them as far as I could.

The bond between us—the fragile, golden thread I had clung to for years—shattered with a pain so sharp I gasped aloud. Matteo lifted his chin, his voice booming across the ceremonial grounds like a death sentence. "I, Alpha Matteo of the Red Moon Pack, hereby banish you, Lara Alvarez, from these lands and from the protection of this pack. You are no longer one of us. Your name shall be struck from the records." The words hit harder than the rejection itself. A broken sob tore from my throat before I could stop it. Banished. Not just cast aside as a mate—erased. Thrown out like garbage.

The hero's light touched something deep within, reminding her of the importance of intangible bonds. "I was wrong," Zara admitted to Alara and Lumiara, her eyes glistening with newfound understanding. "The hero's light may not be measurable, but its power to unite us all is undeniable." In the heart of The Enchanted Realm, the leaders forged an alliance, swearing to stand together against the encroaching darkness. The hero's light, now symbolized by a radiant crystal, became the beacon that united their cause—a cosmic symphony of worlds united by hope, courage, and compassion.

I rolled my eyes at her. “We have to go now. Just act normally.” We both stood up and slowly walked to the exit of the diner. When we got out. Mismaia grabbed my right arm and dragged me. She sprinted along with me. I tried catching up to her speed. She was so fast. We ran and ran until she stopped. I was so out of breath. “What did the potion do?” I said sitting down on the curb. “It masked your aura and our scent.” “Oh. But I didn’t get to see what they look like.”

I whispered, the words tasting like ash. I closed my eyes so I wouldn’t have to see their faces. I released the golden light. It was a soft, warm wave, a final mercy that felt like a betrayal. When the light faded and I opened my eyes, the space in front of me was empty. Five piles of fine white ash were all that remained of five heroes.

I rolled my eyes at him, and he chuckled. We sat up and realized that we had been locked in by the library keepers. They probably didn't know that we were inside. “Don't worry, I know too many ways out of this place.” Zion said, and I felt at rest. The books were mostly boring, but they were also enlightening. “So, there's this war that happened that caused the demons to be banished.” I said, and he raised his head to look at me. “The Battle of Wolmon.” Zion said, and I nodded. His eyes widened when he realized what I was driving at.

But this just seemed to be the beginning of a very strange day. Young heroes, I’m Petrosius, the Grand Warden of the Divine Worshipers Palace and we have to immediately go to our place, said the Old NPC as blinding white light suddenly illuminated the usually dark library and after everything turned normal, there seemed to be an empty space where the three once stood. A few moments later, Ahhhhhhhh……. Lucifer was screaming to the top of his lungs while holding on to the tail of a huge …… System: Hey!, Hey!!, That part is in the next chapter…

"What do you mean, banished?" Aurora's mouth hung open. "Hanna is a Fate. You cannot just 'banish' a Fate!" Zan balled his fists. Something was very wrong with these creatures if they were willing to cast out one of their own who was so gracious and generous. "Hanna agreed to be banished. I cannot go into the details, but it was easier that way." Asha seemed to want to say more, but she pressed her lips together. "You must go. I am very sorry."