The Temptation of Sin And The Lycan Princess

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?

this matter. The

cold eyes looking

him and frowns. “They are all alike.” She mutters, not bothering to keep

begin and without further ado,

her hands, a faint glow spreads from her hands and she places two fingers to Heather’s forehead. There’s a frown of concentration on her face and

us changes, and we’re

showing us everything from her eyes

everyone watches the unfolding

air,

her

in the darkness, the body being thrown around by an unseen entity as blood splatters

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

have fought the Death-Noodle can recognise its

yet, and it feels like every second is lasting forever. I

it carefully. Dad’s frowning as he watches, his

even realised, and I can’t

on… get to the

fucking forever, but what irks me is she really fucking can’t see the

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

hear the rustling of the leaves in

able to recognise my

in the memory and

fucking word, but didn’t she say that later on? Why am I not in

but there’s only something dark out there. Something with plum

my stomach, and I turn to