17. The Trial

SKYLA.

“We will probe the mind of Heather Penbrook first.” Janaina states clearly, looking at the young witch and motioning her to come forward. “Heather, step to the front of the podium.”

Janaina herself, steps up onto the dais and nods at Raihana and Magdalene.

“You got this,” Raihana says, giving me a small smile before she joins the other two on the dais. Although Janaina will be doing the spell, they will be making sure everything goes accordingly.

Heather stands up hesitantly but before she can even step around the low barrier, her father stands up. “I object. How can a witch related to the suspect be a part of this?”

Raihana’s eyes flash as she turns and glares at him. “We are in a room full of many witches, any foul play would be seen.” She says icily.

“Serafina…” Magdalene says warningly.

“I am stating facts.” Raihana cuts her off. “Remember that.”

Magdalene frowns, but even without being an official member of the coven, it’s obvious she has a strong hold over them.

Delsanra stands up and leans over to get Heather’s attention. She smiles gently.

“We are all here to do the right thing, there is a grave misunderstanding at play, and we just want the answers. Don’t be afraid.” She says to her. Despite her smile, there’s strength and confidence in her voice as she motions the girl to go to the dais.

I smirk when I spot Rayhan checking out his mate’s ass. You ain’t no innocent fucker.

I turn my attention to Heather as she walks hesitantly to the front.

I’ve got to admit; she does look fucking intimidated… Is she that scared? Is she so sure that it was me who attacked her?

can assure you there will be no foul play,” Magdalene says to her. “We are all as concerned as you are regarding this matter. The spell does not hurt at all. This trial is held publicly, so if anything is to come to light… no

about we get on with the actual mind probing?” Leo cuts in, his cold eyes looking at her. A few

are all alike.” She mutters, not bothering to keep

and without further ado, she steps forward, readying

to Heather’s forehead. There’s a frown of concentration on her face and I know she’s pulling forward the

changes, and

realise this spell is showing

falls pin-drop silent as everyone watches the

scream pierces the air,

a horror movie. I can’t feel her

friend flailing in the darkness, the body being thrown around by an unseen

survivors run for their lives and straight into the forest, while the Death-Noodle

hope those who have fought the Death-Noodle

it yet, and it feels like every second is lasting forever. I glance around, trying to see the

see Leo leaning forward as he assesses the memory, Rayhan, Liam… Del… they’re all observing it carefully. Dad’s frowning as he

hadn’t even realised, and I can’t help but feel

the part I show

is she really fucking can’t see the thing attacking her, so how did she pin it

recognise the part where she had backed away when I had come into the picture and told her to

can fucking hear the rustling of the leaves in the forest and the broken trees flying everywhere, so

be able to

mumbles in the memory

but didn’t she say that later on? Why am I not

watching, waiting for me to show, but there’s only something dark

into my stomach, and I

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