Unscentable

Chapter 3 - Unscentable

Piper POV

Suitcases were all packed and downstairs by the stores counter, they were all ready for their long weekend away to Whistler, she had booked a two-bedroom Panorama Suite at the Four Seasons Resort, the flight from Portland was also booked and a car would be picking them up from the store to transport them to the airport. As there would be one waiting on them at the

airport when they landed. It was actually really nice to be getting away and just take time out and relax, snowboard with Brandon all weekend. He'd been so excited for the trip over

the last two days, already had written out what he wanted to do on their down time and what runs he wanted to snowboard on. Piper was in her studio, it was Friday midday and she'd not seen any wolves in the past 3 days, since her run in with Cooper, obviously upsetting that girl, had made her want to go somewhere else to get her Luna's gown.

Which suited not just Piper but Harper as well. They were not going to make a gown for their former Alphas, Mate. No way in hell.

She was sewing crystals to the bodice of a strapless gown designed by her for a wealthy heiress, was sitting with a container of those crystal beads next to her and the ivory coloured gown was laid across her lap.Lifted he head up at the sound of her store's front door banging open and then

shut. Frowned at the sound of her bell crashing around like crazy. Heard her name be stated by a very angry sounding man. Sighed heavily.

It was likely the Whitmore girl's father, she'd had to delay his daughters dress fitting this weekend, pushed it to next weekend and the girl had pitched a fit,

and thrown a tantrum like a two-year-old, then yelled at her it was

unacceptable, and she was going to tell her father. It wasn't unacceptable at all, the girls wedding was not for another 4 months, and this was the last fitting, then she could pick up the dress the following weekend if she had alterations, which Piper was certain she would, had every other time she'd had a fitting.

Stood up, knew by the sound of the angry footsteps on the stairs and the lighter ones following, the man and his prima donna of a daughter were on their way up the stairs to likely tear strips off of her. Hung the dress she was working on back on the mannequin and brushed it out to straighten it.

This was the only part of her job that she did not enjoy, dealing with wealthy

aristocrat people who believe the world revolved around them, just like Alpha wolves they were, lording their power over everyone and trying to make people do what they want. Annoying to say the least.

Turned as the door to her studio banged open and stopped dead at the sight before her, Bradley Drake himself, stood there in the doorway, dressed in dark grey slacks and a dark blue long sleeved dress shirt, his blue eyes and their green flecks practically glowing with anger and directed solely on her.

Felt pain tear at her and Harper, her heart rate doubled at the sight of him, felt like she couldn't breathe at all as she stood staring at him. Her own Mate, who never knew who she was. Never would. Felt goosebumps breakout all over her body, as pain spread through her. Couldn't speak, couldn't even draw a breath at the sight of him.

He still smelled the same to her, his scent filled her nostrils, and she heard Harper whin inside her mind. Then there was Hadley his Mate, right next to him and his hand moved to the small of her back, as he brought her into the room. Felt gut wrenching pain twist her heart, which was now beating

erratically inside her chest, at having to see them together. She did not need this. Did not want to see him with her.

Finally managed to take in a half-strangled gasp of air, as she took a step back away from him, shook her head slightly. He was looking right at her, and she knew that his Alpha senses would pick up on her erratic heart beating uncontrollably, her sudden inability to breath. Her reaction to him in this room,