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Isla’s POV

“Olga, please take care of Carrie,” I said as she took Carrie from me. There was no way I was going to miss seeing that old hag get what she finally deserved.

Olga soothed Carrie as she begun to cry and I felt a stab of guilt hit me as I watched Olga walk away with Carrie. But this was not a place for Carrie to be right now and I wanted to have my say at this trial.

“Isla, what are you doing?” Aaron called me through the mind link, but I refused to be turned away. I knew that he would sense me straight away.

“Do not stand in my way,” I told my alpha mate, and he sighed, realising that arguing was pointless.

“Isla, my dear child.” my mother rushed to me with open arms, and I hugged her back. Today was going to be interesting, that was for sure.

As we quickly took our seats, Mrs. Jenkins was escorted into the room. She looked different now, her haughty demeanour replaced with a weariness that spoke to the weight of her crimes. But I knew bett