Vorian’s POV
“So, let me get this straight,” Mr. Caelan pressed, his tone sharpening as he repeated the point yet again. “You claim she was your Luna. That she had no mate, and therefore, by right, she belonged to you. According to the law at the time, you could take anyone you wished to be your mate, so there was no need for you to search for your destined one. Is that what you’re saying?”
“Yes,” Alpha Oren replied without hesitation, his eyes glinting with self-assurance. “In my eyes, she was already my Luna. She hadn’t been marked, so she was free to claim.”
Mr. Caelan leaned forward, expression stern. “So when she broke into your office, you believed she was yours to discipline?”
“Yes,” Oren confirmed, his voice steady, almost smug. “She was mine to correct as I saw fit. My intenti
