Claimed And Marked By Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 482

Chapter 482: 482-Time For My Trial

Helanie:

"Keep your calm and make sure you answer every question after giving it some thought. Watch your word choice too," Norman said to me as we stood together, watching Alpha Diaz come in with his warriors. He was going to be questioning me, and I’d have to defend myself—with Norman’s help. _{ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom}

Maximus, Emmet, and Kaye were sitting in the front row, and behind them were my friends. Rudy and Sage had also shown up for support.

I knew they were going to be shocked when they found out the whole truth about me.

"Shall we begin?" Mr. Vonston asked, gesturing for me to sit behind the witness stand. My heart was pounding so hard. I had never been to a werewolf court before. I didn’t know what kind of questions would be asked.

My character might be torn apart even more. And what was worse—my so-called family was sitting in the row with the people who hated me. Right behind Alpha Diaz, supporting his decision to punish me.

"This girl here was caught in an immoral act with several alphas. And then she turned around and claimed she had been gang-raped," Alpha Diaz stated, loud and clear.

"And if my father had done a simple test, he would have confirmed—" I was in the middle of speaking when Alpha Diaz cut in.

"That you had sex with alphas? Consensual, rough sex?" Alpha Diaz yelled, making my fists clench.

"Say it even louder and then see my fist up your ass," Maximus shouted, causing Mr. Vonston to shoot him a sharp look.

"Please, keep your rogue behavior out of my court. As for you, please remain calm," he said, clearly being much gentler when speaking to Vonston. But Maximus wasn’t looking for support either. He knew Vonston would side with an alpha from a pack.

"I wasn’t having fun with anyone or trying to trap someone. I was gang-raped, and the people who did it tried to kill me. I survived—and returned home to a father who never had an ounce of sympathy in his heart for me. They took one look at me and decided I was the problem. No one asked me what I had been through. I had to force the words out, and even that didn’t help. I was thrown into the pantry, and later I had no choice but to run away to save my life," I shouted at the top of my lungs.

Everyone went quiet for a moment.

I noticed Emmet closing his eyes, his jaw clenched tightly.

"Why did you fake your death and run away if you were honest? You should’ve stayed and let the truth come out," Alpha Diaz smirked, trying to earn a round of applause from his supporters, who nodded proudly at him.

"I didn’t fake my death," I hissed at Alpha Diaz, who looked at me like speaking out loud was some huge inconvenience for him.

"Then? What was it? You went on vacation while telling everyone you were dead?" He looked like a fool, making all those gestures.