Chapter 65. Samantha Is Finally Dead

The sun hung high and golden, bathing the pack’s great arena in its cold light. The entire pack had gathered—warriors, omegas, elders, even the pups who peeked timidly from behind their mothers’ legs. The air was thick with fear, anger, and anticipation.

At the center of the arena stood Damian, tall and unmoving, his expression carved from stone. His very presence demanded silence. Even the crickets dared not sing.

Moments later, two female warriors dragged Samantha into the arena, her body limp and blood-streaked. She was barely conscious, her head hanging low. The crowd hissed and muttered curses at her, but none dared to step closer.

“Wake her,” Damian ordered coldly, and Theo signal Miko with his eyes.

At once, Miko stepped forward with a bucket of icy water and poured it over her head. Samantha gasped violently, her whole body jerking as she came back to consciousness, coughing and shivering.

Her eyes fluttered open—and when she saw who stood befor