<em>~ Mila with all other members and Angus in the Great Hall ~</em><br/><br/>Mila glanced at the entry as the last male made his way into the room.<em>Wow</em>, she thought.  He was tall and gorgeous, but also different from Marcus and Vince.  It seemed like Marcus was a natural leader, taking the lead in conversation and introductions.  And Vince seemed dark and dangerous.  And the new man.... Bo, she heard him say, he was outgoing.  Friendly.  As he approached the small group, he looked at him through her lashes.  If it had been just the two of them, she may have shied away, but in this group, with so many people, surely someone else would occupy his attention.  She noted that Marcus did, taking the initiative to introduce everyone.<br/><br/>She wondered at how the dynamic would work between the men.  They all seemed to command power, albeit in different ways.  If this experiment worked the way it was supposed to, the three would share their power equally.  She wasn't sure how that would work.  Growing up, her family had a hierarchy, and Mila had been at the bottom of it, as the only girl with four older brothers.  Her father had been dominant in the household, sharing that dominance with no one else.  And when he was not home, her brothers ruled her.  Then, she had left with Blake, who had also dominated her, but alone.<br/><br/>Mila was pulled out of her reverie when the last woman entered the room.  She was lovely, a ball of fiery energy.  She was late, but only by a bit.  Marisol, she had said her name was.  She smiled, looking at the stunning hispanic woman.  She thought that the women were as different from one another as the men, but she wasn't so worried about the dynamic between the females.  She imagined the three of them in a sisterhood of sorts, equals who wanted the same thing from life: to share the love they knew they were capable without the constraints of society's expectations.