"How dare you?" Lyra's voice shook uncontrollably, a tremor running through her entire body. Red veins shot through her eyes, her wolf surging toward the surface. That wasn't just any bracelet. It was her mother's memory. It was the only warmth she had in this frozen house, the only proof that she had once been loved.
Selene lifted her head slowly, savoring Lyra's breakdown with a smug, vicious smile that revealed the points of her teeth. "Didn't Fenris just give you a new moonstone bracelet? I'm merely helping you dispose of the old one. After all, useless garbage belongs in the refuse pit."
"Who are you calling garbage?!" Lyra trembled with rage, her claws threatening to extend. Years of swallowed grievances and suppressed fury erupted all at once like a dam finally breaking. She couldn't hold back any longer. She lunged forward and shoved Selene to the ground, then dropped to her knees, hands shaking as she gathered the broken pieces. Tears fell beyond her control, splashing onto the shattered fragments of her mother's last gift.