I could still feel the sting of her slap on my cheek, it was warm and it pulsed like it had a heartbeat of its own, but I refused to touch it.
Not because it didn’t hurt.. it did... but because I wouldn’t let anyone in that ballroom see me flinch or cower in pain again.
I turned to Luna Odessa and Alpha Raymond, who stood awkwardly beside me and Dante, both clearly horrified by what had just transpired.
Mira had stormed off like a fury in heels, but it was her parents who she had left behind to clean up the mess with apologetic glances and helpless expressions.
“Luna Odessa,” I said softly, my voice calm despite the anger tightening in my chest. “Alpha Raymond.”
They looked at me with such visible discomfort that I almost pitied them, especially Alpha Raymond.
“I understand Mira's
