Chapter 61

　　Derek's POV 　　"You! Bring Kyrian to me!" Daphne pointed at Alvin, commanding, like she was his superior. 　　Alvin simply ignored her, not budging an inch. 　　Noticing his reaction, she got frustrated and walked over to me, complaining in an injured tone, "You see that? I'm the future Luna, and he just flouted my order!" 　　I glanced at her, replying, "Well, you ain't Luna yet. So he didn't do anything wrong." 　　She glared at me, her eyes filled with disbelief. 　　"Derek, how could you treat me like this?" she cried. 　　Her sharp, resounding voice was like nails on a chalkboard, making the already tense vibe even heavier. 　　Annoyed at her fuss, I watched her with a frown, saying, "Calm down." 　　But she kept shouting like she didn't hear it, "Calm down? Am I supposed to sit and watch that snake use Kyrian for her schemes?!" 　　Unable to tolerate her nonsense, I cut her off with a roar, "Enough!" 　　Just then, a knock at the door eased the tension. It was Kamp carrying a first-aid kit. 　　I ges