*Ciana*
When I woke up again, Maggie had come toward me, grinning widely. I kept my face averted from her as she approached and spoke to me.
“I've heard a lot about you, Beryl. You're Elder Frederic's mate. I'm told he'd do anything for you. My… husband is very much the same."
“Are we going to bond over loving husbands?" I asked in a softer voice, trying my best to mimic Beryl. I crossed my legs and glared at her. Thankfully, she was calling me by Beryl's name. She hadn't realized who I really was.
“Well, you see, I've heard that you don't support Luther or me. Your husband's opinion is highly valued in the pack. If you started to see things our way, his loyalty would be solidified, as would your pack's loyalty to Luther's cause," she explained. Again, she looked at me with that sweet
