"I heard your side of the story, but I want to hear it from the panther," she says mockingly.

I glare back, Puna growling in my head. "Why do you need to hear my side?" I ask through clenched teeth. "You already know what that man's accused of. You don't need me to repeat it."

"You have to tell us your side, panther. We need to verify if what they're saying is true," says the man named Jim, his eyes still fixed on me.

I can't help but let out a ...