Stupid Wolf (Discontinued)

56. Mixed up

You should have expected it from the way Momo practically threw you into the changing room that a dress would be waiting for you instead of the clothes you entered the spa in.

You should have expected the limo waiting outside the spa right in time to escort you to the mixer instead of the small black car that brought you there.

And you certainly should have expected to see Shoto open the door of said limo for you when you arrived at the venue, an almost playful smirk pushing the very corners of his lips.

You took his outstretched hand, shuffling out of the limo with as much elegance as you could muster, your dress tangled around your legs from sitting down. He helped you to stand and watched silently as you brushed down your dress, making the beautiful steel blue satin of the skirt ripple around your ankles, strapped into a pair of silver kitten heels (thank god Momo had mercy for your feet and didn't put you in giant stripper heels, even if she did threaten you with them if you didn't get dressed in the beautiful garment she created just for you).

You finally looked up at the hetrochomatic male, feeling a blush spread across your face when you noticed the matching patterns of small diamonds swirled up his jacket on his ice side that matched the same pattern of silver and diamond swirls up your left side and his tie was the same steel blue of your dress.

You were beautifully matched...

God damnit Momo, did you make his too?!

"Here." He said, his hand popping into his pocket as you quirked a curious brow.

What now?!

"I promise it works just as well, I spoke with Reynard." He pulls out a velvet bag from his jacket, opening it and lifting your hand to slide the contents out onto your waiting palm.

A strip of white with a few diamond studs hit your hand and it took you a few seconds to notice the little spikes on the insides...

A scent collar?

You looked up at Shoto, your mouth dropped at the gorgeous choker in your hands that must have cost far too much!

"Shoto, you shouldn't have!" You began to protest, feeling him gently reach for your collar, taking an inhale before he unclasped it and took it away, all but forcing you to quickly snap on the beautiful diamond collar to keep your pheromones from escaping and causing trouble...

"You really shouldn't have-"

"I wanted to..." he says, eyeing how the diamonds shine on your throat, tempted to trace his fingertips across your skin.

He'd always planned to get you the collar. That was never out of the question in his mind: he asked you to be his date and he would treat you as such.

But after he heard about how upset you'd been over the 'pack' issue, he'd spoken to Momo -who had already agreed to make your dress- to ask her to take you out for the day to get you out of the dorms.

He wanted you to be happy and relaxed tonight. He just wanted to see you smile.

"I'd say you look perfect, but you're always perfect." He said softly, smiling down at you, not looking away from your eyes.

You blushed and looked away quickly, not knowing how to handle his words. Before you became an Omega, no one had this level of interest in you... you were having some heavy waves of 'imposter syndrome' standing outside this grand building in a beautiful dress with a beautiful boy saying beautiful words to you...

He smiled at your blushing, pocketing your old collar and extending his arm.

You took it, turning to see Momo and Jiro waiting for you both at the doors, smirking away.