Quite an Opportunity

Amelia POV

The Shaman handed me the bowl of water and I looked at it with uncertainty.

“Kneel,” he instructed, and I obeyed.

He placed a silver pendant in my palm which was the shape of a crescent moon. “Offer your prayer,” he said.

I took a slow breath and closed my eyes. As I offered my prayers, the entire pack watched me. There was a hush over the gathering.

My mind scrambled for the right word