Damien’s POV
The moment Scarlet stood her ground like that, I knew I had made the right decision in choosing her as my Luna.
She wasn’t like Aurora, who only ever craved power and the title. Scarlet had something more—calculated boldness. A sharp mind. Fire in her spirit.
While I was still caught in that thought, my eyes drifted to Aurora.
She was casually chewing on a drumstick, like none of this chaos mattered.
Like Scarlet hadn’t just been attacked right in front of her. My blood boiled.
Without thinking, I slammed my hand against the table.
“Aurora!” I barked.
She didn’t flinch. She didn’t even blink. Just kept chewing like a damn animal.
Scarlet’s eyes flicked toward her, then to me. She tried to stay composed, but I could feel it.
The tension in her body, the silent fea
