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. Their grip was like iron, my wrists burning. "What is the meaning of this? Let me go! Slone, what's gotten into you?" I struggled, but their grip was too strong. I glared at him. I was his mate! What was this disrespect? The door opened, and my stepsister, Stella, walked in. Seeing me held captive, she snickered, then turned adoring eyes on Slone, reaching out to touch him. "Why isn't she being dragged to the town square yet? She's done something despicable." "Why are you touching my mate, Stella? Have you no respect for the bond?" I snapped. Stella scoffed and smirked. "Respect? Sorry, sister, but murderers like you don't deserve any. How could you?" she asked, and I glared. "Murderer?" I scoffed, turning to Slone. "Slone, you have to believe me. I didn't do anything. Your father ingested something, and before I could react, he died. It had nothing to do with me, I promise." I pleaded, begging him with my eyes. But he only stared blankly. He moved closer, and I sighed in relief, thinking he'd order my release. Instead, he slapped me. I was stunned. Another slap, and another, until my vision blurred and my cheeks stung. "Get her out of here," he spat, his voice dripping with venom. I shivered, struggling against the guards, but they dragged me, kicking and screaming, to the office. A crowd waited there, along with the Council of Elders. I cried