When Joy said this, the conference room was immediately filled with a repressed silence.

What broke the silence was a laugh.

The laughter came from Cecelia.

Joy scowled. She looked at Cecelia as if she had been profaned.

How dare a lamb, who ready for slaughter, laugh at the wolf, who ready to eat her? Damn it!

"Presbyter Cecelia, what are you laughing at? As a presbyter, don't you think it's a great honor to sacrifice for the sake of Pack?"

Instead of flying into a rage, Joy kept as much control as she could and even offered a high-sounding argument.

Cecelia kept her eyes on Nathan and ignored her....