Chapter TWENTY-THREE

Lusia I was shocked when Finn called me by my name. I hadn’t heard him do that in years. He usually used the phrase “murderer” which I knew was a tactic to make me feel more guilty for what I had done. He had punished me for most of my time in the pack. He must have been mad when the council of Elders couldn’t banish me from the pack. He was ashamed and angry to face me because I reminded him of our dead parents every single time. I couldn't blame him. There were some days I was forced to believe that I had actually killed our father. Pulling the knife out of him had sped his death. If he had waited for help to arrive, he would have survived. But I panicked in that instant and didn’t want to lose him. So I struggled to pull the knife out of him which ultimately led to his death. Finn was glaring at King Dane. I was surprised that King Dane hadn’t taken offense in his attitude yet. I was scared that King Dane would torture him for sounding so disrespectful. But he kept his cool. “Give h