401–The Character Of A Luna
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“Well, only they can tell us why they were doing that,” Graham said,
That was the best answer he could give.
“I just know they were planning against us,” he added, looking visibly uneasy.
“It is strange how suddenly you know nothing, when earlier you were able to say so much about what Madeline and Graham wanted,” Henry remarked.
Henry wore a wide smile, the kind meant to make it clear that their lies would no longer work. I finally relaxed in my seat.
“And since there is such a debate about why a rogue’s words should be heard over an alpha’s, how about we use a witness who is also a pack member and an alpha’s wife, Luna Yuvonne?” Henry continued. “She witnessed everything. She was the one who called for help. Would you mind telling me why your phone was not in your pocket but inside the cabin?”
Henry directed the question at Elgin, who looked around anxiously until his eyes landed on Silver.
I snapped my head toward Silver, watching her reaction. She studied his face as if she needed an answer, one that would present him as innocent. The tension between them was clear.
“Well, when I came in, I took my phone out and placed it on the table,” Elgin explained.
“You don’t have a code on your phone?” Henry questioned. “For an alpha, why would you not have a code? Or did you ask your warrior to record everything so they could not fight back, while you could?”
Henry’s words were met with stern looks from both Graham and Elgin.
“Maybe fighting back was not the reason,” Graham replied. “How about we discuss why we wanted to record?” He looked straight at me, the meaning behind his stare clear. If Henry pressed further, Graham would openly admit that he recorded it so I would not transition.
“Is that an admission that you did record?” Henry asked.
His words once again forced silence from both Graham and Elgin.
“Dear council leaders, I would like us to turn our attention to the witness now,” Robinson said, finally standing.
I noticed Kaylee growing anxious. I wondered if their wives truly were that unaware of their husbands‘ actions.
Mr. Robinson walked past him.
“Luna Yuvonne,” he muttered, though his eyes stayed fixed on me. He gave me a smile before turning back to Yuvonne. That smile was unsettling, almost like a quiet threat.
“So, Luna Yuvonne, first of all, congratulations on your wedding,” Robinson began. “It was done rather quickly. I mean, I’m glad you managed to move past your trauma involving men.”
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He started by taunting her, mocking her trauma.
“And yet another man deciding when a woman should be over her trauma,” Henry remarked sharply.
“Not at all,” Robinson replied. “I’m sorry if it sounded like a taunt. I was only questioning how reliable Luna Yuvonne’s testimony truly is.”
His words stirred whispers across the hall.
“Oh, please,” Robinson added quickly. “I don’t want anyone thinking I’m questioning a victim. Of course I’m not. But don’t you think we should still ask?”
As he finished, all eyes turned toward him. Once again, I noticed Yuvonne glance around in confusion before looking back at him.
“So, you were attacked in the rogue community,” Robinson continued. “You were briefly in a coma for a few hours. You woke up screaming. You asked the nurses to remove all the men from your room because you couldn’t bear to see them. But then you returned to the rogue community, and within days, you were in love with Ron and married Alpha Ron.”
The way he laid out her trauma made my chest ache for Yuvonne. Even she looked close to tears.
Before anyone could interrupt, he continued. “That day, when you were returning from the motel in Alpha Ron’s car with his warriors, who were you texting?”
This question made Yuvonne wrap her arms around herself. The reaction alone felt wrong.
I turned my head toward Elgin and Graham and saw them smiling, as if they already believed they were winning.
“My dear council leaders, this has nothing to do with Yuvonne’s incident,” Henry interjected. “The way Mr. Robinson is presenting this is harmful and insulting to a victim.”
“Oh, it has everything to do with Miss Yuvonne’s character,” Robinson replied, turning toward Henry. His voice was harsher now as he pointed at Yuvonne.
Gasps rippled through the room as he returned to his table and gathered several screenshots, projecting them onto the screens.
“This is a conversation Miss Yuvonne was having with someone,” he said. “Let’s read it aloud, shall we?”
I watched Yuvonne cover her eyes, then her ears, as if trying to block out what was coming.
Robinson began reading.
“Miss Yuvonne wrote, ‘Fine. It’s three men only, right? Tell them to drag me into the woods, and I’ll scream and pretend I’m being raped. But I will not allow them to penetrate me.“”
As he finished, my head snapped toward Yuvonne. She slammed her hands against the railing of the witness stand and closed her eyes to hide from everyone’s judgmental glares.
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