"We need to prepare too," Meghan said, her eyes focusing on the small black mirror. The other priestesses sitting around her small table all nodded, although there was a tense aura around them. They seemed almost protective, like they were expecting the worst.
And not from anyone else, from her.
She straightened, just as another priestess walked in with a large basket of fruits, then settled them on the large table.
"I intend to send a gift to the Luna. I hope she will put on the perfect performance in front of all the alphas in two days."
"What do you intend to do?" One asked, leaning forward, eyeing the fruits suspiciously.
Meghan chuckled. "Helping her put on a performance. A very, very entertaining one."
A smile came on her face again as she leaned back, then slowly turned to the
