Isla’s POV
My mother and I exchanged glances, feeling relief and exhaustion wash over us. We had done what was necessary to protect our pack and end Mrs Jenkins' reign of terror. Emma stepped back, her breath in ragged gasps as she tried to regain her composure. Sasha, always the calm one, approached Mrs Jenkins cautiously, checking to ensure she was indeed rendered powerless.
"You won't cause any more harm," Sasha said firmly, her eyes burning with satisfaction and caution. "We won't let you hurt anyone else."
Mrs Jenkins, her once confident demeanour shattered, glared at us with hatred and defeat. "You think this is over?" she sneered, her voice laced with bitterness. "You may have taken my power, but I will find a way to destroy you all."
I stepped forward, my voice steady as I face
