Isla’s POV
“Isla, listen to me. Mrs Jenkins is in the prison. She won’t be getting out, however I have to tell you.” He paused and rubbed his forehead as of trying to find the right words. I searched his eyes for answers. My heart was pounding in my chest.
“Aaron, what is it?” I stammered. He placed both hands on my shoulders so we were face to face and eye to eye.
“Mrs Jenkins was the one behind the attack on Pembroke.”
The revelation of Mrs. Jenkins as the orchestrator behind the devastation that had befallen our pack sent shockwaves through the air. She was just an old woman, but the magnitude of her twisted actions stunned us all.
“No.” I gasped clasping a hand over my mouth as he held me.
My old pack flashed before me and I felt anger overwhelm me.
That old witc
