128. Here for you
Alicia was standing by the table, her head still turned to the two werewolves. Her look drifted away, unfocused, as her mind was already locked on something else. Eden's voice brought her back to reality.
"Explain! You can't just throw something so insane and expect us to back off and let you walk away like that! What do you mean she gave her blessing as a sacrifice? This spirit, Black, how do you know it? Is there something wrong with the system? Can we trust it?"
"We don't have time!" The old witch screamed again, taking Eden aback.
The werewolf looked down when he felt his mate's fingers squeezing gently his wrist that the dominant had grasped. The blond turned to Glen who shook his head. It wasn't the right time to get impatient and press the Servant of Talamh with questions. Alicia's mind was a mess. That very fact was written all over her face.