Pearl's POV
I stared at the bowl she was holding in her hand and I couldn't help the small frown that made its way up my face. It was the same bowl she had brought when we first woke up here. I remember it like it had happened just yesterday.
I wonder why she brought it again but then I reminded myself that nothing these people here do makes sense to me and I really can't help but wonder if it makes sense to them. which I'm sure it probably does, because why would they keep doing it if it doesn't?
"The bowl of longevity, you and the Alpha need to wash your face in it so you would both have a long healthy relationship and lead us all in the most perfect form of leadership," she explains after walking closer to the mouth of the bed where we were both seated.
I looked back to the ALPHA who had a straight look on his face as if to say what does he thinks and all he did was give me a tight-lipped smile and said the words, "shall we?"
