Olivera's cheek colored in embarrassment as she heard Raul's drawled words in her mind.
She was more than grateful that he wasn't looking at her. His eyes were rather on his blood trickling down into the cup. First thing when she got to the confines of her room, would be to ask Vee for help in blocking her thoughts from Raul.
"Who is Vee?"
Olivera clenched her teeth. "Get out of my head! Can't you observe the rule of privacy?"
There was no answer to that. She sighed in relief when she felt his presence no more. At least he had respected her decision.
"Okay, it is ready."
Raul gave the cup to Jeremy first. And after he chanted the ritual words of acceptance into the pack, Jeremy took a little more than a sip from the cup, before handing the cup to Olivera.
Olivera hesitated, the cup feeling heavy in her hands by each passing moment.
