Chapter 53. The Judging Night

The full moon showing her face overhead is like the face of the Moon Goddess monitoring over them.

The Judging Night has arrived.

Somehow for Ansel, this was important. Even though the Judging Night is only for the Slaves and Omegas who experienced the terror of the Three Days of Torment.

Torches came to life, dancing against the shadows of the night like some bright orange stars perched on the ground as it chased away the darkness shrouding them.

He doesn’t know why he’s nervous. His sweat began to make its presence despite his stone-faced façade. Giro, who seemed calmer than him, stood on his side. The ever-brute figure who is the right-hand of the Fire Moon Pack Alpha.

Judging by the way his hand started to shake, Giro looked more like the Alpha.

“Relax,” his male best friend simply whispered. “No need to panic.”

“But Sasha—”

“I told you already,” Giro shot him a look as if to say ‘just fucking calm down’. “Sasha will be alright.”