Third person's pov:

"Kill!!........

" kill!!........

The word kept echoing in the whole place by the pack members as they anticipated Juliana's death. Taking a sharp breath, Juliana tried to fight back her tears. The sharpness of the blade pierced deeper and deeper into her delicate skin. She knew that the pain is going to leave a lasting scar on her neck, she looks unstable and vulnerable. Slowly lifting her head she noticed Lucien trying to raise the sword after gradually nodding to the angry crowd that it is now time.

Smirking devilishly, Lucien puts forward the sword to cut off her head when a massive thunderstorm was quickly heard...