Eden and Glen listened carefully to Alicia's words. The old witch looked grave. The two werewolves were aware of her sternness but they couldn't understand how serious the situation was.
The younger werewolf glanced at his mate. The Servant of Talamh's strong reaction didn't reassure him but he needed to know more. He peeked at the alpha whose eyes were locked on the woman. A strange light shone in his mate's eyes. A glow the omega had never seen before.
"Are you saying that Light is trying to anger the Moon Goddess?" Glen finally said flatly.
Eden detailed the profile which betrayed no emotion. The alpha kept staring at the witch as he didn't want to miss any small changes in her features.
"I can't speak for this girl but I know tampering the aura of a God's proteges is the best way to anger the deity. Take it out on the Skinwalkers, take it out on you who is a Goddess' chosen being. She is trying to get the Moon Goddess' attention. She acts as if she has nothing left to lose."
