Mary felt the coldness of Daisy's gaze before she even turned to look at her. The moment their eyes met, a chill ran down her spine, and her heart seemed to stop for a second. There was something unsettling about the expression on Daisy's face, something that made Mary's instincts warn her to be careful.
She slowly turned toward Ravyn, her voice tight with fear. "Is that her?"
Ravyn nodded, his jaw tightening as he watched Daisy. Mary immediately reached for Damon's left arm, gripping his sleeve so tightly that her fingers dug into the fabric.
Quinn was already holding his other arm, her presence steady as she kept her eyes on Daisy. Something about the situation didn't sit right with her, and her instincts were telling her that the woman wasn't done causing trouble. There was an unsettling feeling in the air, as though something terrible was waiting to happen.
Ravyn took a deep breath before turning to Damon, his voice low and serious.
"I'll leave her in your care."
