"Throw this madman out!" Ogg's voice pitched into an undignified screech, entirely devoid of his usual Elder composure.
No one moved.
The Alphas of the seven packs stared at the crippled veteran, then shifted their gazes to Rayne.
Rayne's hand was clamped tightly around the hilt of his sword, his knuckles stark white. "Samuel, you've bought yourself a fake witness."
Samuel didn't bother defending himself. "Let the temple extract his memories."
Ogg frantically objected. "No! His mind is already broken from the border. A memory extraction will destroy him."
The old veteran raised his head, his eyes burning with defiance. "I consent."
The Temple Keeper turned to me. "The Luna's Trial is led by the rejected mate. You decide if we proceed with the memory extraction."
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