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?

“We are all as concerned as you are regarding this matter.

in, his cold eyes looking at her. A few

looks at him and frowns. “They are all alike.” She mutters, not

to begin and without further

spreads from her hands and she places two fingers to Heather’s forehead. There’s a frown of concentration on her face and I know she’s pulling forward

around us changes, and we’re back

running, and I realise this spell is showing us

everyone watches

air,

feel her emotions, but the shaky breath and the hammering pounding of her

in the darkness, the body being thrown around by

their lives and straight into the forest, while the Death-Noodle gives

fought

it feels like every second is lasting forever. I glance

can see Leo leaning forward as he assesses the memory, Rayhan, Liam… Del… they’re all observing it carefully. Dad’s frowning as he watches, his eyes glimmering red, and I realise he’s holding my

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

on… get to the part

fucking can’t see the

the part where she had backed away when I had come into

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

to

Heather mumbles in the memory and I

remember word for fucking word, but didn’t she say that

show, but there’s only something dark out there. Something

stomach, and

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