Carrick's voice was cool. "This is not about money. It was irreplaceable."
He paused for a moment. "Noctis deliberately smashed something as old as I am. Something... sacred. And he did it to distress me."
The vampire got to his feet. "Your slave boy has hated me from the moment he saw me. I don't care about his feelings, only his actions. But your feelings - I do care about those. And so far you've done nothing to discipline him; you've stood by and remained silent while he insults me, while he nearly kills me." He fixed the werewolf with ice in his eyes. "I'm beginning to wonder where your loyalties lie, Russell."