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…

his cold eyes looking at her.

alike.” She

to Janaina to begin and without further ado, she

spell, raising 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 I know she’s pulling forward the memories

us changes, and we’re back

I realise this spell is showing us everything from her

pin-drop silent as everyone watches the unfolding

air, and she shouts

looks like a scene straight out of a horror movie. I can’t feel her emotions, but the shaky

body being thrown around by an unseen entity as blood

and straight into the

those who have fought the Death-Noodle can

is lasting forever. I glance around, trying

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

so nervous, I hadn’t even realised, and I can’t

to the part I

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

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

mean, we can fucking hear the rustling of the leaves in the forest and the broken trees flying everywhere, so why can’t

be able to recognise my

fuck…” Heather mumbles in the

didn’t she say that later

show, but there’s only something dark out

settles into my stomach, and

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