Nathan doesn’t answer him. He just pronounces the sentence. “All of your material assets are forfeit to the pack. You and your immediate family will be remanded into the custody of the royal guard and taken to a place of exile, where you will remain for no less than one century.”
I’ve never been shot, but I know in my soul that it’s less painful that the blow Nathan has just delivered. My sister. I’ve just come home, just gotten her back, and now Nathan is banishing her?
He sentences Julien and Clare to the same, and my chest aches with agonizing pressure. My sisters…gone. We may live much longer than mortals, but a century is still an eternity to be parted from them.
Three families receive a reprieve from banishment but not from the loss of their bank accounts, their houses, their cars
