"You need to rest…" Rhea still clung to the same argument, she didn't want to let go of this opportunity to be with Dalton because the alpha had been avoiding her ever since he returned from Meera's pack and told everyone that she was his mate.
The mark on Meera's neck only irritated her even further, since that was the proof that couldn't be denied that she was the luna, though the ceremony had not been held yet.
"I don't need to rest, I have rested enough. Now, if you allow me." Meera extended her hand to her, asking for the towel that she used to wipe Dalton.
However, Rhea didn't immediately give it to her, she held it like a precious thing and for a moment, probably it was Meera, who was seeing thing, because for a split second, she could see a hostility from her eyes.
