Lyra
Nicole—Damon's mother—hurried forward the moment she heard my words and saw that Damon had ignored her, clutching his arm with trembling hands as she tugged him closer, tears welling in her eyes.
“I–I don’t know what that woman is talking about…” she cried, voice shaking as if she were the victim.
Seeing this, made me roll my eyes in annoyance as I patted Mira's head gently as I watched Damon pull his arms away from her grip.
Damon eyes fell on me then onto Mira who was still hugging me—it seemed that she had fallen asleep.
“Give her to me.” His voice although low and cold, had a rare of gentleness when talking about Mira.
“Damon!” Nicole shriek. “Are you ignoring your mother for your Luna?!”
He carefully gathered Mira into his arms that was sleeping, hugging me
