Rejecting, Your Broken Promises
Chapter 117

Sloan’s POV

B***d Rose pack

I wake up early and I am tightly wrapped in a warm embrace. I smile at the memory of last night and how loving and caring towards me that Dawson was. He showed me with every touch how much I meant to him and then before we went to sleep, he put his hands on my still flat stomach and spoke to the babies. That made my heart almost melt with joy. For this big strong man to show his love for our babies, spoke to them with love, and how excited he is to get to see them soon. I could have died right then and been the happiest that I have ever been in my life. But it is back to reality today. I am glad that this is about to be done, as I never wanted to see Brandi or Luna Meghan again. I don’t want to call her mom, she has never been a mother to me.

I see Dawson nodding in agreement at whatever it is that he and Percy are discussing, and I am glad that things are getting back to normal again. I see Vincent, Beth, Dominic, and my cousins walking up, and they all have bright smiles on them. My father and brother are right behind them with the Alpha King, and the two Council members, and they are smiling as well. Well, I am glad that everyone is feeling better than they did yesterday. Yesterday was really tough with everyone looking at me and walking on eggshells around me. I am OK, better than OK actually this morning. Nothing, not even Luna Meghan, or Brandi, will be able to take my joy away today. They are not worth it. It seems like everyone but me is involved in whatever is going on today, but I am not even going to worry about it. I am content, and I am hungry, the babies want their breakfast, so I started to eat as I didn’t eat much last night.

“The sentence will be getting carried out today. The Council had voted and they will both be getting the death sentence, and I was thinking that it can be carried out in the upper training area, where Sloan normally trains. The area has already been protected by magic and can be shut off to keep anyone from seeing their punishment being carried out. I spoke to Percy last night who had some very good ideas on what we needed to do on this. I have spoken to you all, and everyone is in agreement going forward. They will not be buried here, their bodies will be burned as rogues, and this will be the end of it. I just need to speak to Sloan about whether or not she would like to end Brandi, or not. I will be taking part in it myself, but I didn’t want to speak for you. You might not want to take your sister’s life, if you don’t want to, I understand, and I know that Beth will be happy to do it for you if you are OK with that. But I will be speaking to you more about it later, to see if you have changed your mind.” Vincent said to me, and I frowned. Percy had some ideas. It is usually Dawson who did that, or so I have been told. Percy is more the enforcer of the two.

I looked at Percy and he grinned and then waved at me with this fork. I can’t help but smile back at him, because he is silly, and I love him. I see a lot of nodding around the table, and I wonder just how many people are going to be involved in this. What exactly is the plan that is going to be carried out? How exactly can they condense 8 years of suffering into today? I don’t have any idea, but their deaths will actually be enough for me. I will no longer have to worry about them again, their reign of terror is over, and they are both getting what they deserve, today. They won’t be hurting anyone else again.

Tanner had contacted six warriors to go and get Meghan, and Brandi, from their cells and take them to the upper training room. When we get to the training center. I see that the chairs have been set up in a U shape with two large canvas covers on the floor. I take a seat front and center with Council Member Phillips next to me, and Council Leader Miller next to her on my right. On my left is Vincent, and next to him is the Alpha King. I watch as the group splits in two, with the men going to one side, and the women on the other. Now, I know that something is going on.

I see Beth and Gabi both giving me a smile of encouragement as the door opens and I see Meghan and Brandi being led into the room. Since the bond has been broken, she is no longer a Luna anymore. They both glare at me as they head to where the canvas mats are set on the floor. I watch as they get uncuffed, and Brandi breaks the silence with her annoying voice ringing out saying, “Aren’t you scared that one of us might attack you, Sloan?”

I see no reason to not do it and I immediately call up a pretty large fireball in my hand, and said, “No, I am not scared of either one of you.” The stunned looks from them both, are enough for me, they looked at each other in surprise. I don’t know if I did it to show them that they hadn’t broken me or had not beaten me down like they thought they had, or if maybe I was just showing off a little. Plus, I train in this room. I am very comfortable here and seeing Dawson looking at me with pride makes me happy. Vincent reaches over and squeezes my hand, but I see his eyes are crinkled with the smile lines. I glanced around and everyone is either super proud of me or stunned by how quickly I called the fire into my hand.

Council Leader Miller stands as the warriors exit the room, standing just outside the door, to keep anyone from entering, or exiting the room. “Meghan, you have been found guilty of murdering former Luna, Seraphina Reynolds, with poison, and in premeditation. You have been found guilty of colluding with Brandi Reynolds in this murder. You also attempted to kill the current Luna and incoming Luna of the B***d Rose pack. Which was also determined to be premeditated. You have been found to have imprisoned your daughter, tortured your daughter with both physical and emotional abuse, and also attempted to poison your daughter Sloan. You have been unanimously sentenced to death.”

“I did not admit to…” Meghan started to say.

“I am not finished. The investigation was complete as of last night. There is no need for you to say anything else in your defense because you don’t have one. You don’t have one logical defense for any of your actions, not one. You were a terrible Luna and a worse mother. I only wish that we had known sooner what Sloan was going through. I guarantee you that we would have come to Golden Moon and corrected it quickly. You disgust me, and I am glad that today is the last day that anyone will ever see, or hear from you, again.

“Wait, I didn’t admit to anything either” Brandi’s whiny voice rings out again.

“Brandi Reynolds, you have been sentenced to death as well. Your charges include your participation in the death of former Luna Seraphina Reynolds. Being a willing participant in the attack against B***d Rose. For taking the poison vials from your mother and trying to get B***d Rose pack member Anna Campbell to carry through the poisoning. For the imprisonment of your sister, for physical and emotional abuse of your sister. For allowing your male companions entry into your sister’s room to sexually abuse her, you have also been sentenced to death” Leader Miller said to Brandi, and no one missed Meghan’s head snapping to Brandi at hearing the last charge.

“What did you do Brandi? Are they serious? What did you do to your sister?” Meghan called out.

“You taught me yourself that it was just fine to torment Sloan. I was just showing her no matter how much she thought she was above others, she wasn’t. I never allowed them to do anything but touch her a little mom, it is fine. Don’t start acting like you care now, because no one here would believe you anyway” Brandi yelled back at her mom. Growls rang out around the room, with Dawson, Gerald, and Rob being the loudest in the room, and they both stopped talking.

“Look, I know my rights, you haven’t proven anything” Meghan started again.

“Silence! We saw it all, through your own eyes. Don’t tell me you didn’t do it. We SAW you do it. The “special seasonings” that you both used on Seraphina’s food, were the same shakers that had been tested, we saw you use them in your own memories. Even if it was just for killing Luna Sera, that is still a death sentence. Stop wasting our time, you will both be dying today. I have never in all my years on the Council seen something as vile as I did yesterday when I looked at your memories. We had other charges against you too, but we noted the top reasons that you have both earned several death sentences. You should just count yourself lucky that we can’t kill you both several times, for your crimes. I can say with certainty though, that by the time you do die today, you will be begging for it, as you experience some of what you put Sloan through” Council Member Teresa Phillips stated.

I hear them both scream out in fear as they rose a little over a foot in the air. I saw Dawson and Percy both get up and go to the corner, coming back into view carrying whips. I gave a shiver as I recognized the whips when they turned around. The shape on the tip was a spade, and it would cut your back to shreds with that evil point. I know that Vincent is probably holding them up in the air, and yet he sits there calmly next to me giving me support. He reaches out and takes my hand and gives me a smile. “Close your eyes if you can’t bear to see it, but they deserved everything that they are about to receive,” he tells me, and I nod to him.

“Dawson, why? Why are you behind me? I don’t deserve this, please don’t do this to me” Brandi’s voice calls out.

“You deserve this, and much, much, more than this. You are evil, and I am glad to help carry part of your sentence out” Dawson tells her, and his voice is hard.

“Ladies, for your first round you will get 10 lases each” Percy’s booming voice fills the room.

“First round?” Meghan gets out before screaming out in pain. They both scream out at each of their lashes, and I can see some b***d slowly trickling down onto the floor beneath them. Both Percy and Dawson pulled no hits, they used great effort, to bring maximum pain. Each strike did extreme damage as they hit their targets. I see them both sobbing and begging for mercy, just like I did when they did it to me. I feel Council Member Phillips take my free hand into hers and continued to look forward, never giving me a glance, but knowing that I needed comfort. I sat there between them and held their hands as Dawson and Percy take the whips back to the corner, and put them back into whatever is in the tub they are sitting in.

“What liquid is in the tub?” I whisper to them.

“Wolfsbane” Vincent responded back.

I see Elena and Peyton get up from their chairs and each pick up a large pitcher of liquid. I see Brandi and Meghan come down to where they are about 6 inches from the floor. Elena is behind Brandi, and Peyton is behind Meghan. I watch them both raise the pitcher up and then start pouring them on the tops of their shoulders and watch as they try to scream and twist away from the contents. They keep pouring until the pitchers are empty, and I know what they did. Brandi used to literally put salt into my wounds, and the burning from pain was terrible. They made saltwater and then poured it into their wounds. How incredibly fitting. I have to smile at them both for doing this. I watch as Heath and Dominic now stand up and head for the whips in the corner. They bring them back with Heath standing behind Brandi, and Dominic behind Meghan.

“You deserve this for what you did to Sloan” I heard Heath say. I have to admit, he is always been a kind and loving man. I have never heard him sound like this before. Brandi is shaking in fear because she knows that this is going to be bad. Heath is very strong.

“Seraphina was my sister, it is my pleasure to help avenge her,” Dominic said to Meghan, and I see the fear she has all over her face now too.

They both raise back up into the air again, for the second round. I suddenly understand what Percy meant. They both administer 10 more lashes to them both as Brandi and Meghan tried to twist and avoid the whip. They couldn’t move as they were held suspended in the air as their screams tore through the room. Their pain level must be incredible right now. The wolfsbane would keep them from healing. Each slice drove the saltwater deeper into their wounds. Having the men switch out to ensure a “fresh” arm to be able to provide optimal pain delivery was absolutely brilliant on Percy’s part. The amount of thought that he had put into bringing them the punishment that they both deserved brought tears to my eyes. I know that he did this for me, and for Dawson, and I thank the Goddess again for putting me in this family. I feel so loved like they all have my back and are all here to support me and help deliver the sentence that they both earned.

I watch as my cousins Moira and Morgana stood up and go get their pitchers of saltwater, and Brandi, who truly loved to put salt in my wounds started crying upon seeing them coming towards her. Moira stood behind Brandi, and Morgana behind Meghan before Vincent lowered them almost to the floor for them to reach their shoulders and pour the salt water onto their backs. I see the anguish on their faces, and the b***d on the floor is collecting better now. The wounds are even deeper now, and I know firsthand how that salt water will be running into all the little nooks and crannies that cover their shredded backs. All their defiance and attitude that they had earlier have completely disappeared. I watch my cousins go back to their seats and I wonder what is about to happen now.

I watch as my father and Rob stand up and head over to get the whips from the corner. I watch as my dad quickly walks straight to his former mate, and then said, “You deserve this, Meghan. I called and spoke to my Beta and he advised me that you used our torture whips on Sloan, so I had him bring them here. You, Luna commanded him not to talk, so he couldn’t tell me. You earned every single lick that you will receive today for your inhumane treatment of our daughter. Our baby girl Meghan, what in the hell were you thinking?”

Tears blur my vision as I watch my dad get ready to make his first strike and then look at where I am sitting. I cannot see through the tears in my eyes, but I heard it when he brought the whip down on her back, and she screamed louder than she ever had before while her sentence was carried out. Don’t get me wrong, she had made some very loud screams earlier, as each of the men that has gone up there, did not pull their swings with the whip. Rob gave Brandi the same amount of force, with his blows as well. I could feel my dad’s and brother’s anger and frustration at what Brandi and Meghan had done to me in secret. I could tell that they were happy at being able to help me now by administering and serving justice for me, in the form of doling out their punishment. They are hanging there suspended in the air when dad and Rob take their whips back to the bucket in the corner. I felt Vincent squeeze my hand and then say, “Do you want to finish this with me?”

I look up at him, looking him right in the eye, there is no judgment, no hint at what he wants me to do. He just holds his other hand out and a fireball appears.

“Are we going to burn them to death?” I ask hesitantly. I don’t know if I could stand to see it.

“No, we are not quite that vicious, although our ancestors did pay the price of being burned. I will break their necks. It will be quick and painless, and it will end their suffering. Then we will burn them. Remember I told you at the start that we would” Vincent said to me. I stood up with him. That I can do, I didn’t want to kill them, but I would finish this.

I see Meghan lift her head and give me a disgusted glare. She is grimacing in pain and yet still wanting to let me know how much she can’t stand me. I am quite sure that she is in an immense amount of pain right now. I have been where she is. “Disgusting half breed, you should never have existed,” She said in a low tone, but I heard her. My anger spikes and I decide that I can indeed finish this.

“Bye, mom,” I told her with my voice dripping with sarcasm as I said, mom. She has never been a mom to me. I held my arm out towards her and flicked my wrist to snap her neck. I then formed a fireball and threw it at her. Brandi watches in horror at what she just watched me do to our mother, she knows now that I would do it to her too. I hold my hand out to stop Vincent and said, “I have got this.” Brandi is just floating there and watching me. I can see her trying to figure out a way to make me stop before I kill her too, but she forgets that she is sentenced to death. It was never my decision to make, but I will carry it out. I think that this is fitting, especially after all the times she took my control away from me. She keeps thinking, trying to figure out something to say to me, but she came up with nothing.

“What, no jokes? No name-calling? No reminding me that I have no power and that you will always have the upper hand over me. Or do you want to remind me again that you “saved me” and talked mom out of killing me? I am amazed at your restraint, sister” I spit the word sister out at her, as it indeed left a bad taste in my mouth.

“I am glad I am no longer around either of you. I have found people who love me, that take care of and support me. Who cares for me if I were to get hurt? Who helps me when I need them. I have not had that for the last eight years because you and mom were the most hateful creatures that I had ever met. You took the only person who loved me away from me, just so you could torment me. And for what? Why did you cut her life short, she loved you too Brandi, and you not only helped poison her, you also served her poisoned plate to her. I want you to know that I do have sisters now” I told her as I motioned toward, Peyton, Elena, Moira, and Morgana. “You can’t hurt me anymore, Brandi, goodbye.” Before she could even scream, I had snapped her neck as well and hit her with a fireball. Vincent opened the wall behind them with a spell and floated them and the canvas under them outside before putting the wall back in place.

I am done with today, I hope I will never have to do this again, I don’t actually know if I could. I was able to take my anger and use it in this situation, but some little part inside me, still wanted her mother, and sister to love her. Just a little bit, to have cared enough about me, to have treated me well. Or to have shown me any kind of love. Like stroking my hair or reading me a story. That will never happen now for me. I feel the tears sliding down my face, and I don’t feel any better for ending them. In fact, now that they are gone the finality of that hits me hard, and I sink to the floor. What was so bad about me that I couldn’t be loved? What did I ever do wrong to them, for them to hate me so? That I wasn’t worth enough for them to love me and want to take care of me?

I scented Dawson right before his arms slid around me, pulling me up from the floor and surrounding me in his strong arms. Then the circle grew, Vincent, Beth, Rob, my dad, Gabi, Elena, Peyton, Percy, and the circle kept growing. I feel loved as all the people who showed up for me today, to protect and help me get some closure from the horrible actions of two people who went out of their way to show me I meant nothing, were wrong. I do mean something to the right people, they just weren’t the right people. We head out the door to get the still-burning mess outside cleaned up and disposed of. No one wants to claim either of them anymore, even in death.