" OOPS!!"
"MARA!"
"It wasn't me!" Mara yelped immediately, hiding the still dripping goblet behind her back like a five year old.
"Oh really?" Serra snapped, rising with an expression of comical outrage. "Then it must have been the wine fairy."
"Maybe it was!" Mara squealed, dodging to the side as Serra lunged.
Mara shrieked and bolted, wine sloshing from her glass as she darted behind the couch. Serra vaulted over it with surprising agility for someone in a formal gown." You are dead!" Serra growled, chasing Mara in circles around the low table.
"Niva! Protect me!" Mara yelped, ducking behind the Alpha's eldest wife, who merely raised her hands and stepped aside.
"Oh no, darling. You dug this grave."
Mara yelped again as Serra caught her by the waist, tackling her onto a pile of cushions. The room erupted into cheers as Serra pinned her down…and then the tickling began.
