Mother vs Mistress

The punishment being discussed had nothing to do with Raven's actual misdeeds. It was all just a twisted game, an excuse to indulge in their own desires. Realizing this, Aiden closed his mouth again, unsure of what to say.

Gavin, on the other hand, was deep in thought. He had expected Alaric to defend Raven fiercely, to argue on his behalf. But instead, Alaric had handed the authority over to Gavin, placing the responsibility squarely on his shoulders. Now, Gavin found himself in a position he hadn't anticipated—deciding the fate of someone he detested, someone who seemed immune to the usual methods of control and punishment.

He rose from his seat and walked slowly toward Raven, who was still seated with his head firmly held by Dhimas. The tension in the room was palpable, the air thick with anticipation. Raven's expression remained defiant, his challenging gaze unyielding. It was as if he believed himself invincible, untouchable by any of their threats.