Beryl's POV
“Oh Luna Beryl, that is such a great idea. I mean, who would've thought of it that way apart from you? That's a really brilliant one “ Caroline teased and I laughed.
“Don't patronize me, Carol. You sound like you are reciting a poem,” I said, and we began laughing.
“A poem for my Luna won't be a bad thing.” She said, eyeing me.
“Of course, it won't, but then you shouldn't lie when you are reciting a poem.” I said with a serious look and she laughed.
“Yes, Luna. My Brian has indeed stored that information. So, what's the next step now?” She asked and I dropped my glass of wine.
“Well, let's see. The next step is obviously to pen down the letter for the Alpha's. We need a convincing tone to make them keep this letter to themselves,” I said, and began pacing about the room.
