Judgement Cat Novels & Stories

But if she's innocent, can you really bear the consequences of being condemned by the entire country? I rose to my feet and met his gaze. "As a judge, my job is to weigh evidence, not family backgrounds. "If anyone disagrees with my ruling, they're welcome to file a formal complaint with the appropriate oversight authorities after the case is concluded. "But at this moment, I will not approve her acquittal." My words rang through the room, leaving no room for further argument. That evening, I returned home. As soon as I reached my apartment building, I spotted a luxury car parked out front.

I curled up in the corner. My claws dug desperately into the ground. My nails cracked and split one by one. I bit and tore at my own hands. I howled and repeatedly crashed into the stone walls. "Sophia! Why did you kill yourself! Why!" Here on the judgment platform, tears wouldn't stop flowing down my face. Blood dripped from my torn claws. It pooled on the stone beneath me. The entire square fell silent. One wolf whispered quietly: "She looks... really suffering?" Another replied: "But she still won't speak. Five years now. She'd rather let herself rot than tell us."

But I wanted this so badly that I didn’t dare voice our all-but guaranteed victory in my mate’s mind for fear of jinxing it. “With all due respect to the temple, is it fair to reign judgment without evidence?” I turned to the voice behind me, recognizing the woman who had spoken. She was an Alpha from a western territory. I added her name to my growing list. Theo must have known because he let his chuckle filter through our connection. “No,” Auntie conceded. “Which is why the temple is considered to be the ultimate, fair judge. We only facilitate the judgment of the Goddess, who sees and knows all.”

My knees suddenly weakened and my jaw dropped as I saw something I wasn't expecting to see. Dripping on the walls of my uncle's room was a freshly written warning. a verdict is a verdict what comes to them, coMes to you. prepAre yourself, you're the neXt. It was tinted in crimson ink. Someone had entered the room before us, and he/she probably anticipated my arrival in this place. The message was meant for me as my name was encrypted through capital letters.

I try to sit up. "Well, well if it isn't your bastard? She is prettier than I thought. The king will be happy with her." I try to sit up but it's no use. He comes closer until I feel a hand reach and grab a hold of my head by my hair. "Look at me bitch!" He is shaking my head until I feel like my eyes might pop out. "Who? Who are you?" "I'm judgement. It's time for you to come home for your crimes."

It was holding a thin white bone in its front claws. The little cute cat jumped onto the shore, dropped the koi, and looked up at the stunned crowd. It said with a very innocent look, "Meow? Why are you looking at me like that? What happened just now?" Everyone was speechless. Those God Realm Masters who had regarded it as a useless pet before also secretly gasped at this moment. Everyone had misjudged it. They did not expect that the cat was so terrible that Dark Envoy Extermination, whom so many people could not deal with, was killed by the Fat Cat's strike.

The way it meows seems to be saying ‘My, my’. I looked behind. A pair of orange coloured cat eyes reflected the moonlight— which it surprised me. What surprised me is— the cat is normal sized, and it is alone. Compared to the big Cithaeron lions and the enormous Fenrir wolves, this cat`s size is normal to any household pet. It is a black cat. It speaks. Then, this must be the misfortune cat.

"I heard you tried to touch her again and she stabbed you. I can see it in the way you are holding onto your chest. She will not come quietly. Yan Sha will slip away somewhere quietly where you'll never be able to find her again." "Wei, Jungpi, Yan . . . there are three that must fall. A cat is curious as to what is going on through the wall. I can lure the phoenixes and strange them in my wrist. Lion is only a bigger cat. The same tricks will get me the prize that I have been seeking for quite some time. If you doubt me, maybe you should stay here longer to recouperate."

"Bella, what are you doing? I raised them." She snapped. "Did you not hear it? Twenty-four hours. You're betting your life on a blind cat and a lame one?" I blocked the window. Didn't move. When that didn't work, she switched it up. "Jaime, be smart. Kill these pieces of trash. That's six slots between us. We load up on real beasts. We'll be safe." "No." I held her stare. "Who says they can't protect me? Bubba isn't lame. Missy isn't blind. They're good cats. Touch them and we're done."

another added. My hands clenched into fists, and magic surged violently beneath my skin. It was getting volatile and unrestrained, and for a split second, I almost let it form fully. "Aria, breathe now," Frost's voice ordered gently. I turned to him, watching his pleading eyes as I did what he instructed. One of the judges leaned forward with a facial expression that was hard with finality. "The judgment has been held, and there is nothing you can do, Aria." "The Supreme Council of Werewolves would not be bullied by some emotional outburst," another voice said.