Elena kept her phone steady, her fingers tight around it as she recorded every word. Her voice came out low and sharp, though inside, her wolf howled in rage.
"How bold can you be to tell such lies?" she growled, keeping her tone cold.
"My birth mother had her own pack. She was happy. Until your cursed clan stole her from her home. You chained her in your dark den, stripped her of clothes, starved her like prey. Locked her underground so she wouldn’t escape."
Elena’s throat tightened, but she forced the words out.
"You beat her. You broke her legs. Each moon cycle she cried, but no one helped her. You claim you treated her well?"
Elena’s golden eyes glinted with fury as she took a step closer.
"You dragged her here when she was just fifteen. At sixteen, you forced her to breed. And
