Chapter 155

Elena’s POV I told myself I was ready for this. I really did. But when the words settled in the air, they still froze me from the inside out. Execution. Not exile. Not prison. Not some life sentence I could survive if I learned how to endure pain. This wasn’t about punishment anymore, it was about erasing me completely. In this world, nobles don’t kill their own. They make examples of people like me. Ordinary humans just like their omegas. Disposable ones. My life, weighed against their reputation, was worth nothing. Less than nothing. Omegas sit at the very bottom of the werewolf hierarchy. They don’t exist as people anymore. No identity, no property, no money and nothing that makes a life their own. They survive only as possessions, passed from one master to another. Only the most unforgivable criminals are branded that way, and once it happens, there’s no return. You don’t climb back up from being an Omega. You just disappear slowly. And standing there, listening to my sentence, I f