He looked at the faint mark on her hand, his brows tightening.
"Rayya, what’s wrong with you? Marisel just returned to the pack. Why are you targeting her?"
His tone was sharp, filled with clear blame.
I looked at him. At the man I once loved with everything I had.
A dull pain spread through my chest, like a wound reopening under the moonlight. I took a slow breath and forced the emotion down.
I didn’t argue or get angry. Instead, I lifted my hands and reached behind my neck, unclasping the Rose Moonstone Pendant.
Under the silent stares of the entire hall, I held it out toward Marisel.
"You like it? Then take it. I slipped just now. I am sorry."
Damon went still. A flicker of shock crossed his eyes, and his brows drew together even tighter.
Marisel froze as well. Even her tears stopped.
I took out a handkerchief and wiped the wine from my hands. Then I crouched down. One by one, I picked up the broken glass from the floor with my bare hands and dropped the pieces into a nearby bin.
When I finished, I stood and faced Damon.
"My clothes are stained. I will go upstairs and change."
I turned and walked toward the upper floor, my back straight, my steps steady.