~Jenetta’s PoV~
My head is still spinning with the depths of Evie’s betrayal when the judge finally says I can speak. Not only did my sister throw me under the bus, she hopped in and drove over me herself. All of it frustrates me, but perhaps nothing as much as her claiming I used magic to manipulate Patrick when that’s exactly what she did, and what she’s obviously still doing. He barely even looks like the man I’ve known my whole life.
As hard as it is, I try to push down my indignation and anger towards her to focus on what I need to do now. In doing so, it takes me a couple of seconds to realize what the judge has just said. “We only get a minute to speak?” I ask, hoping he didn’t mean that literally. “The Alpha spoke for a lot longer than that.”
“He’s the Alpha. You’re a traitor,”
