The Alpha's Blind Fate
Chapter 219: Sentence

Chapter 219: Sentence

Those who live perfect lives never grow.

ZINA

"Oh, I’ve a defense alright." Bella spat, glaring fiercely at Daemon, "And that is the fact that I am the last true BloodMoon."

Just as those horrid words rolled off the woman’s lips, a violent imagination smashed through Zina. And maybe it was not an imagination... maybe it was a different kind of reality in an alternative universe. But she found herself parting herself through the crowd to reach Bella, and when she did reach the woman, she slapped her so hard that her face whipped to the side from the impact of it.

Zina’s eyes flew open and she was panting at the end. Everyone in the King’s court liked fine, and Bella was still glaring at Daemon while Zina still stood with the crowd.

Calming her raging emotions, she told herself that it had just been a violent image that she had conjured even though nothing in that moment had felt as real as Zina’s palm connecting with Bella’s soft flesh.

"But you’re not." Daemon said through narrowed eyes that managed to look bored at the same time. Truly, the man was a master of mini expressions. Even Zina was amazed at the amount of control he always seemed to possess over his bland features.

Bella seemed to tremble with anger from Daemon’s curt response while the crowd watched the spectacle like it was the best entertainment they were having in ages. Zina on her own was eager to have everything done already, and she conveyed that much with her pleading eyes which she rested on Daemon.

"Who else has the blood of the BloodMoon Pack?!" Bella screamed like a mad woman, "or tell me your majesty if your mission is to wipe out my entire clan the same way the West wiped out the screamers pack!!!"

The crowd seemed to still for a moment, before the elderly amongst them spat on the ground while muttering protective words like Bella had just spewed nothing short of an abomination. The younger ones among the crowd seemed at loss on what Bella spoke of, afterall they were yet to be born when the Screamers Pack—her pack—was wiped away.

"Your clan and pack deserves the punishment of having the bloodline eliminated," Daemon sneered. "But fortunately for you, your daughter still carries the blood of your pack. She will be the last blood of the BloodMoon Pack."

Bella scoffed out loud while she stood from the ground where she was kneeling. Daemon waved off the Epsilons that attempted to bring her into a subside posture while his amused eyes rested on the woman.

"My daughter is a half-blood!"

"Half-blood? Was never aware there’s something like that."

"Surely you’re not mad!" Bella screamed while the crowd gasped collectively at the blatant insult, "a daughter cannot be said to be the bloodline of her maternal grandfather! That is the law! Yuri is of her father’s side and not her mother’s side!"

Daemon chuckled darkly, "for a former queen, you sure do have an interesting thought process. It’s quite unfortunate that I don’t share the same mindset with you. Yuri NorthSteed will be raised as the true blooded BloodMoon, fit to become the Alpha-Luna of the Pack. Her future husband will marry into her family, and together they will carry on the name. Now tell me, do you have any more defense availing you of your crimes?"

The crowd was dazed at the end of Daemon’s rigid words, while Zina stared on, spellbound by him. While she was not a fan of how he had all but chained important parts of Yuri’s future, she also knew that Daemon was making the best decision to protect the young girl from her terrible mother.

"You cannot do this to ME! I am the Luna Queen of the Arctic North! The blood of the BloodMoon Pack! Surely, your position as King doesn’t give you the authority to trample on me as you wish?!"

Daemon’s only response was scowling at the Epsilons. "I believe I am done with her, why is she still before my very eyes?"

The Epsilons scrambled to drag out Bella, but their eyes filled with confusion seemed to dart between Daemon and the woman who was struggling violently in their tight grip. They were all waiting for Daemon’s official sentence which he was yet to give.

"Is it not obvious?" Daemon snapped impatiently, "she will be reduced to the position of the Aimless Nuns after which she will be assigned to the mining unit of the nunnery."

At his declaration, Bella struggled harder and screamed all the way as the Epsilons dragged her out. Not only will all her hair be cut till she is bald and her private part mutilated, but she will also slave in the ice hardened mines of the North for the rest of her life.

Bella’s screams did not stop even when she was out of the room. They managed to be carried on by the wind, and the echoes left a haunting atmosphere in the king’s court. The crowd shivered while they left the room, and Zina had an idea that it wasn’t entirely from the snow that was falling hard beyond the castle walls.

Zina wanted to speak with Daemon, but soon, he was swamped with the chancellors who made up for the lower of the King’s court. They were probably offering ’aged advice’ while wanting more than anything to bite off Daemon’s ears for making another decision without proper consultation, but Daemon didn’t attempt to escape their harsh words. No, he sat through their venomous words and sharp eyes that threatened to prick him as a true king would.

Knowing that was an affair that would last for a while, Zina darted after Marcus who had just left the room, probably on his way to complete one mission or the other.

"What about the tournament? How has it been?" She asked when she caught up with the man’s long strides.

"It’s been a compendium of scavengers," he answered easily, almost grinning. "Is that what you want to ask me though? I suppose you want to ask me about the little Red Sister whom you seem to be supporting?"

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