Ari's Reverse Harlem

Chapter 17 Ari

"Are we supposed to get dressed up for this?" Treyce ask

"The heck, if I know. I'm going for comfortable chic." I reply. Which means a loose-fitting shirt and basketball shorts.

"Ari, you can't wear what you have on, to eat dinner with the King." Terrence says, while pushing me towards my closet. "You have tons in here to choose from. When did you get all these clothes? He finishes

"I didn't. These aren't mine." I reply

"I think they are now. All of these still have the tags on them." Treyce adds, while looking around inside my closet.

"Do you think they went out and bought me all this stuff? I ask

"I don't know sis, but I am kind of jealous because our closet was empty." Treyce says with a laugh

"Here" Tyler hands me an envelope. "It was laying over here on the dresser, addressed to you."

"Ugh!" I scream. My brothers all look at me like I'm a crazy woman.

"Let me guess, there wasn't a million dollar check inside?" Treyce ask

Tyler takes the letter and reads it out loud

I figured you could use some more clothes, since the one's you wore when we first met, didn't fit properly.

Lorenzo

For some reason my brothers find this funny.

"Maybe he's not so bad after all." Tyler says while laughing

"Really? You're the last one, I thought would be on the Lorenzo train." I say to Tyler with a shocked expression.

"I'm far from being on any of your mate's trains." Tyler states with a deadpan expression

"Go put this on." Terrence throws a dress at me and tosses some sandals at my feet. "Make sure your legs are shaved and you put some lotion on. I know we're werewolves but I don't want these people thinking you were raised in a cave."

My mouth drops open, I'm speechless. I can't believe he just said that to me. "Not like it's any of your business but I shave everything. Thank you very much." I throw the dress over my shoulder and storm out to the bathroom to change.

"TMI" Treyce yells

"Your brother started it." I yell back

Once we all changed, with the help of the guards, we found the Royal dining room. As soon as I entered the large room, I saw Lorenzo strolling towards me.

"You look beautiful." Lorenzo whispers in my ear, once he made it to my side. I hate how his voice sounds like a warm knife slicing through butter.

"Thank you" I reply, as I walk by. Attempting to appear unfazed by his presence. He looks like he just stepped off of a photo shoot with his perfectly fitted dress slacks. He shouldn't even be able to wear this shirt to dinner. It's practically painted on him, showing off his muscular chest and arms. Why would he think this was a good outfit for dinner? Who would want to look at him dressed like this?

Me...it is I, who wants to look at him like this. I cry to myself. But I refuse to let him know it. I have to stay strong because the crap he pulled was wrong. I can't let this mating bond turn me into a fool. I see he extended his hand to escort me to the table. I ignore it, in the attempt to walk past him. Before I get too far, he grabs my hand and pulls me into his chest.

Damn these tingles. I feel his hand travel down to my lower back to push me closer to him. He leans in, caressing my cheek with his mouth. "Is someone trying to get spanked in front of company?" He whispers in my ear