#Chapter 50 They had to die
Daphne gasped, shocked at Arthur’s words. She felt the air shaking around them. She had prepared herself to watch Arthur tear them apart.
“What the hell are you talking about?” Haley bared his teeth at them. “You don’t…”
“Traitors are not welcome in the werewolf kingdom,” Arthur growled. “Never will you be anything more than the rogues you sent to murder me.”
Haley winced and stumbled, pressing a hand to his chest. Irene swooned and let out a little gasp of agony. Haley’s wolf wailed as bonds of the pack and the place where he held the power of alpha over the pack shattered, draining him.
He looked at his wife and knew she was feeling the same way. How had he done this?
“Banished?” Haley gasped.
“No!” Irene shrieked. “Y-You can’t!”
Arthur growled, grabbing Haley by the arm. He cried out in terror, bracing himself for the bite of Arthur’s teeth again, but none came. His eyes were a clear and furious blue, glared at him from his human face.
“You met my mother years ago

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