Daphne's p o v
Despite the growing tensions in the courtroom, I was gentle and quiet as I reached for the satchel that was hanging down my shoulder to bring out the gift which I said I had.
Murmurs erupted when I turned to face kian with the family heirloom in my hand. Kian's eyes grew wise as stretched the Chalice of the Moon, its golden surface gleaming in the dim light.
"Kian," I called, my voice steady and clear. "Despite the circumstances, it is my duty as alpha to pass on this sacred artifact to the next generation. I entrust it to you now, with the hope that you will use its power wisely and justly."
From the look of shock, kian's face was taken over by a smirk of amusement.
I held the chalice out to Kian, who takes it from me gingerly, his expression a mixture of awe and tr
