Chapter 95. The Storm Is Over

Damian said nothing. His silence held weight. Pressure. It made even grown Alphas shift in discomfort.

Then, as if gaining courage from Max’s attempt, four more guests stepped forward, bowing one after the other. They all pleaded for Lambert’s life.

Damian drummed his fingers on the armrest of his throne-like chair, his expression unreadable.

Finally, he spoke—his voice calm, cold, and controlled. “What punishment,” he asked slowly, “do you believe suits him, Alpha Max?”

Max straightened. “Banishment,” he replied. “Let him live… but far from his homeland. Exile him” The others nodded in support.

Again, Damian fell silent. The hall shifted with tension—no one daring to even breathe too loudly. Then, slowly, Damian rose to his feet, and instantly every person in the hall followed suit.

His verdict dropped like thunder. “Lambert of Dam-Nighade Pack,” Damian pronounced, “you are hereby banished to Coldstone Pack under Alpha Max’s custody. You will liv