Isla
The courtroom comforted me. It wasn’t bright and bare like I expected; instead, it looked like something frozen in time hundreds of years ago. The list of claims was read against Alpha Benjamin, and he unsurprisingly claimed he was not guilty.
Cacious, The Elder’s man in charge of collecting evidence, spoke first. He shared photos of our sleeping areas and testaments that he received from talking to the Omegas there. Since no one wanted to go on the record, he had to share his observations and paraphrase what he heard.
He brought Meghan to the stand to question her first. She was wearing her signature high ponytail and a dark red dress that barely covered her ass, a black jacket, and stilettos. Abigail sighed next to me, shaking her head, and I clamped down on my smile.
“At least
