BRYN
The dinner was a success. I could tell that by the look on the Alpha’s and Beta’s faces.
“You should have gotten them those sugared warms,” Amira sighed as soon as she switched on the music box.
“That would be too obvious.” I rolled my eyes. “Besides, they didn’t even stay for dessert.”
“I can’t blame them!” The assassin chuckled. “By the way, I made sure to destroy all the normal food, just like you asked.”
“Good.” I grinned. “I think we are on a good track here! All he needs now is a little push!”
“Sometimes I think you are evil.” Amira smirked.
“And you are not wrong.” I wriggled my brows. “The chicken soup was delicious by the way.”
“Thanks to all the gods for your illusion talents.” My friend snorted as she inspected the new door that had already been installed in the
