688 Malia strikes again! (A&L)

Talia noticed Damon's displeasure. "What's wrong?" she asked.

Damon shook his head, indicating that it was nothing. He didn't want to tell her that he was disappointed because Keith and Liam didn't find their mates among all those scarcely dressed women that gathered there. Did the women need to come closer, or was Talia's mate-finding ability off? 

'Tell me', Talia persisted, this time through their private mind-link. Was he upset because of what Keith said? Or because Evanora left them on their own? Or…

"I'm sorry for being late", a breathy voice came from the side, and Talia, Damon, Keith, and Liam turned to the door to see a slender female who appeared to be in her mid-twenties. Her shoulder-length chestnut-colored hair framed her petite face, and her bare ample bosom rose and fell as she was breathing heavily.

"I am Amelia", she said while her gaze traveled over four faces. "The High Priestess instructed…"