Chapter 33 A cry for vengeance

• I only became aware that it was morning when I got outside. The Alpha and the Prefect stood very close to me, the Alpha on my right while Cecily on my left. The effects of the poison had faded away and the hazy sensation I felt in my head had stopped. I wanted to run at the moment just to be sure that I had fully recovered but Simon had just gone out to assemble the rest of the council members and he would soon be returning, perhaps with all of them. I waited. No, we waited. Simon returned like he should, most of the members following him. Just when they were getting closer, I saw Bridget coming toward us, walking in the middle of the little crowd. Her face was distorted with scorn. She was on a white gown that gave her a loosened fitting at her waist. Her eyes dimmed, her lips spread as she saw me— not smiling. I guess they came down from the main packhouse to where we were. 
• The Prefect leaned forward and stood in-between the members of the council and us. “Bridget,” the Prefect said, “Step forward please.” She gestured with her hand.
• Bridget did as told, her hands wrapped nervously together. “Are you aware of the incident that happened to the Luna last night?” Cecily asked.