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Bertha’s POV
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I was going insane in my cell.
I had all the time in the world to replay the events in my head. I was an i***t to completely forget about Angeline and her wolf. I hadn’t included her finding her mate as an option with my risk assessment. I knew about the G-Clan, but Stanley promised me he’d spike their drinks. It was clear to see that didn’t happen when Gordon rocked up after those wolves barged in.
What really pisses me off is the work I put into that love potion for Alex. It took an entire week to get it to that point, I was minutes away from being able to administer it. I knew he would never love me and there was no way I could perform anymore cloaking spells. Those had done a number on my body as a teen and into my twenties.
Lilliana’s memory loss potion ha
