The sound of my slap still echoed through the hall. For one second, nobody moved.
Then the Blackridge Luna stepped forward. Her face was filled with fury.
“How dare you!”
Before I could react, her hand struck my other cheek. My head snapped to the other side.
Silence swallowed the room again. I slowly turned back.
Both of my cheeks were burning now.
Deucalion looked at his mother in shock. Even he had not expected her to react that quickly.
I touched my cheek and stared at the Luna.
“So he can hit me, but the moment I hit him back, I become the villain?”
Her eyes hardened. “You raised your hand against the First Son of Blackridge!”
“He raised his hand against me first!”
“He is my son!”
“And so what? Does that mean he can do as he pleases?”
My voice rang through the room. The L
