Melissa.
I hadn’t even fully stepped into the room when it happened. One moment I was closing the door behind me, the next…his hand flew across my face.
The impact was instant.
Sharp.
Unforgiving.
And it landed on the exact same spot Caleb’s hand had struck earlier.
The pain exploded across my cheek, doubling the sting, as if the skin hadn’t even recovered from the first blow. My head snapped to the side and for a second, the room blurred.
I sucked in a breath through my teeth, wincing as the ache spread outward, hot and throbbing. My ears rang faintly.
What crime have I committed now?
The question screamed in my mind before I could form any words.
“Do you think being called Luna gives you the right to misbehave?!” Fredrick yelled.
His voice was louder now, no restraint, no calm
