The room went dead quiet except for her ragged breathing. I felt the bond pulse through , the kings’ rage feeding my own until it felt like fire under my skin. My hand tightened in her hair.
"You killed her for a fucking promotion you stupid bitch," I said.
She tried to nod but was shivering and sweating all over. "I - I thought it would be quick. I didn’t know she would choke on her own her own blood. I swear it."
I let her go. She stayed on the floor, curled around herself. I looked at the three kings. Darius gave one short nod. Kane’s scarred fingers flexed once. Rylan’s amber eyes were flat and cold.
I grabbed her by the back of her dress and hauled her up. She weighed nothing. Years of soft living in this room had made her soft.
I dragged her through the door and out into the open bailey where the pack had gathered, drawn by the noise.
Faces I used to know stared back at . Mira. Soren. The old man who had once carried on his shoulders. They saw now with three kings behind and blood on my hand and a woman I was dragging like a sack of at.
I stopped in the center of the clearing and shoved Niskanen to her knees. The crowd ford a wide circle. No one moved to help her.
"Tell them," I said. My voice carried. "Tell every single one of them what you did to Lila. Confess your sins to your people. Now!"
She looked up at the faces surrounding us. Tears mixed with blood on her cheeks. For a second I thought she might lie again. Then she broke.
She started to cry and bow her head in sha. "I poisoned Lila," she said. The words ca out raw. "Gamma Voss paid to put sedative in her wine so she would collapse and Elena would take the bla. But.... I made a mistake with the dosage and ended up giving her too much. She died choking. I laced the cup with the poison and put it in Elena’s hand. I let the pack believe she murdered her own sister so I could get promoted. I let them hunt her down. I let them send her north to die. It was all my fault, please forgive ."
A ripple went through the crowd. Soone spat on the ground. Mira stepped forward, fists clenched. "You let us burn offerings for a dead girl who was innocent? You’re a disgrace to this pack and you deserve death."
Niskanen tried to crawl away. I put my boot on her back and pinned her face-down in the mud.
"Say the rest, tell them everything!" I told her.
She choked on dirt and blood. "I did it for favor. For gold. For a better room and better food. I killed a seventeen-year-old girl so I could live soft. I’m sorry. I’m sorry!"
I looked at the pack. So faces held shock. So held rage. So held the slow burn of sha that ca from realizing they had cheered the wrong monster. I let the silence stretch long enough for every one of them to feel it.
Then I drew the short blade from my thigh.
Niskanen tried to turn her head. "Please, Elena, please don’t do this. Have rcy —"
I drove the blade into the side of her neck, quick and clean, the way Kane had taught . She jerked once. Blood sprayed across the mud. Her body sagged. I held the blade in until the last twitch stopped, then pulled it free and wiped it on her dress.
The pack stayed silent. No cheers. No gasps. Just the sound of wind moving through the longhouse eaves and the drip of blood hitting wet ground.
I looked up at the faces I had grown up with. "My sister died because this woman wanted a better life. My father let it happen. I am not here to take your keep or your land. I am here to tell you the truth. And to take back what was stolen from ."
Darius stepped up beside . Kane and Rylan flanked us. The bond settled heavy and warm between the four of us, steady after years of waiting.
I sheathed the blade.
"We ride north at first light," I said. "Anyone who wants to co with us and start fresh under real laws is welco. The rest of you can keep living in the shadow of dead n."
No one moved to stop us.
I turned my back on Niskanen’s body and started walking toward the horses. The kings fell in beside . Behind us the pack stayed quiet, watching the blood soak into the mud where my sister had once danced in a green wool dress.
The debt was paid.
Now we went ho to the children who were waiting.
We left Shadowpine with a few people: won, girls and children who clearly were fed up of living in poverty and hunger and suffering under Solveig -- the brat that called himself King at dawn.
The sky was the color of old steel and the air still carried the iron sll of last night’s blood. I swung up onto my mare without looking back at the longhouse or the body still lying in the mud where I had left it.
The kings rode beside , Darius on my right, Kane on my left, Rylan a half-step behind. Behind us eight Shadowpine wolves followed on foot and two on horseback in addition to the girls, won and children.
They had stepped out of the crowd at first light, cloaks bundled, eyes steady. Mira was one of them. Soren another. A young gamma nad Tor and five others whose nas I had not yet learned. They asked for nothing except to co north and live under laws that did not reward poison and lies. I had nodded once. That was enough.
The trail climbed fast out of the valley. My thighs burned from the saddle and my back still carried the mory of the twins’ weight, but my chest felt lighter than it had in years.
The stone that had sat behind my ribs since the night my sister died was gone. I could breathe without it pressing on . The wind cut cold across my face and I let it.
For the first ti since they dragged north in chains I was riding ho because I chose to, not because soone else had decided my fate.
Darius rode in silence for the first few hours, eyes on the ridges. When the sun broke through he glanced at and spoke low enough that only I could hear.
"My mother died the sa way yours almost did. Not poison. A rival pack wanted my father weak so they slipped nightshade into her stew. My father killed every last one of them, but he never forgave himself for not seeing it coming. I was six. I still rember the sll of that stew."
I looked at him. His jaw was tight but his voice stayed even. He was giving sothing he rarely gave anyone. I reached across and touched his wrist once. The bond answered with a warm pulse.
Kane spoke later when we stopped to water the horses at a half-frozen stream. He crouched beside while the animals drank and rubbed a handful of snow between his scarred palms.
"I lost a sister too. Younger. She tried to run from an arranged mating when the old laws still ruled. They caught her. Brought her back broken. I was the one who had to tell our father she wouldn’t wake up. I carried that for years until you showed up in that wagon and bit a man’s ear off. First ti I felt like the North might still have room for sothing better."
He didn’t look at when he said it. He just kept rubbing the snow until it lted and dripped through his fingers. I bumped my shoulder against his and felt the bond settle deeper.
Rylan waited until dusk when we made camp in a sheltered hollow between two hills. He built the fire small and sat next to while the others checked the horses.
The new Shadowpine wolves kept a respectful distance, talking quietly among themselves. Rylan handed a strip of dried at and grinned the sa reckless way Elara did when she was about to cause trouble.
"My father used to say the only good thing about the curse was it made us fight for what mattered. He died trying to protect my mother from the sa kind of bastards who sent you north. I was twelve. I swore I’d never let anyone take what was mine again. Then you showed up, all fire and teeth, and I realized I’d been waiting for soone who could fight beside , not behind ."
He leaned in and pressed his forehead to mine for a second, breath warm against my skin. "We’re going ho to our kids, Elena. And we’re going to make damn sure no one ever tries to take them from us.".
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