Dargan's POV
“All I saw was them arguing and he hit her,” I told the assembly. “When he turned to walk away, she pulled out a knife and stabbed him in the back. Multiple times.” I shrugged again. “It was silver because when I ran over to pull it out, it burned my hand.”
“Why didn’t you say something?” another Luna asked, sympathy lacing her voice.
“She was my mother,” I replied quickly before my wolf snapped his teeth at her. He HATED sympathy! “I was just a scared, confused kid. I obviously thought she had a good reason or did it because she was afraid of him. Perhaps I even convinced myself she did it to protect me. I don’t know.” I looked at the woman the enforcers were taking away, keeping her on the sideline until a sentence could be reached.
“Obviously, I was wrong.”
“I see,” th
