Chapter 119

• Before my return home, I had one final thing to do. Sonia followed behind me with a glass of wine while I held on to the poison. Inside the cramped cell in the Moon Lakes pack was April, curled up in a fetal position with bruises on her arm showing that she had tried to end herself.
• “You are nothing but a witch.” She did not raise her head even when I entered. “Are you here to finish me off?”
• On the seventh day after I woke up after escaping the slave traders, I decided it was time for her execution. As promised, I came with the same poison that I had been accused of putting in her drink.