Masked Mate---(Completed)

Chapter 6

Layla’s POV

“Aunty Lay! Aunty Lay!” the kids screamed as they jumped on my bed, I groaned and rolled over burying my head into the pillow, “Charlie, Joanna, please be quiet” Ashley said from the doorway. I flipped myself over and sat up in bed pulling the kids to me in a hug.

“Sorry about them waking you” Ashley said as she placed a tray of food on my lap for me, I looked down at the try piled high with pancakes and bacon. “They can wake me up every morning if this is what I get in return” I smiled as I started to cut into a pancake.

“I thought we could go dress shopping for the ball” she asked hesitantly, “Of course I’d love to” I replied as I stuffed the last of the pancake into my mouth. We continued to talk as I finished my breakfast and Ash said she needed to go and get ready.

I hopped out of bed and strode toward the ensuite, flipping on the hot water I looked at myself in the mirror, the dark circles under my eyes had never left since my mother died, each waking moment and each night since her death I felt the pressure increase.

As the Alpha Female I was hooked onto each of the packs emotional turmoil, the few months after my mother passed I went into a depression feeling all the packs emotions as well as my own, it was to much to ask an eleven year old to deal with.

Even after the pack started to move on I felt their varying emotions, sometimes immensely happy other times desperately saddened. The stress of it all got to me after a while when I was around sixteen and there had been a recent rouge attack on a group of young children I felt it as every claw scratched them, as each and every tooth was plunged into their skin.

And after that I had attempted to take my own life, I wanted to get away from the connection of the pack, why did I have to deal with it when I was nowhere near, and I couldn’t help or even enjoy in the same happiness they had.

I looked at the pale white lumpy scar on the side of my stomach, then traced over my body toward my wrist where there where countless pale scars. I shook my head to get out of the depressing state and slipped off my pajamas and stepped into the shower.

I let the water run over my dampening my unruly hair and washing off the paint and dirt from yesterday, once I had washed my hair and was out of the shower, I grabbed a fluffy brown towel and wrapped my body in one and my hair in another.

Walking through to the closet I rifled through the things in my suitcase before deciding to hang them up as I went, within about fifteen minutes I was done, grabbing the outfit I set aside as I unpacked I slipped on some underwear and a bra and then pulled over the dark floral dress, grabbing a creamy coloured cardigan I slipped it onto my shoulders and then pulled on some plain black tights and brown boots.

I blow dried my hair quickly and let it loose around my neck, then quickly chucked on some mascara as I usually did and walked out the door grabbing a small handbag that I shoved my wallet and phone in before.

I skipped down the stairs smiling at anyone I passed and quickly linked Ash letting her know I was ready, a few minutes later she was walking down the stairs beaming down at me. “GIRLS DAY!” she shouted I laughed as she slid down the hand rail and came to stop before jumping off and running to the door, with me hot on her heels.

We pulled up to the shopping mall within minutes, we walked in and Ash pulled me straight toward a boutique full of extravagant dresses. “Hello Ladies, how can we help you today?” a middle aged shop assistant asked us kindly.

“Oh hi Anna, Layla here needs some dresses to wear to the ball, I think its four normal nights and then one extra extra super-duper special one right? So she needs four stunning cocktail dresses and one perfect dress. Oh and some masks!” Ash told the assistant, instantly she got to work pulling me aside and measuring me finding a colour scheme that would best match me and so on.

Eventually she pushed me into a changing room that had four cocktail dresses in it, I stripped down to my underwear and pulled on each of the dresses before walking out and showing Ash and the assistant. Each dress was amazing and the masks and shoes that the assistant rushed to help me find matched the outfits perfectly.  

“So the last dress for the big event is not gonna happen your dad called and told me not to get you the last dress… something about getting you a special one that I'm not meant to tell you about” Ash giggled, I grinned over at her and walked back into the change room, and stripped off the last dress before proceeding to put back on my previous attire.

“Thanks so much Anna, you’ve been such a help” I thanked Anna as she scanned the last of the items and placed it in its dress bag. “You’re welcome Luna” she nodded, I was confused with the title but Ash gave me a look that told me not to question her.

As we walked back toward the car, I asked Ash why Anna would have called me Luna, “Its because rightfully you are the Alpha Female and therefore Luna until Hayden and I take over, and as this situation rarely occurs – an Alpha losing their mate – the people don’t really have a label for you – as they don’t feel right addressing someone higher by their first name – so they revert to what they called your mother as a sign of respect”

I nodded along with her understanding only slightly why people would call me that “But why am I not allowed to have them call me by my name?” I asked as we put the last of the bags in the car “The pack don’t feel right addressing someone higher than them by a common name, its in our nature, we submit to those more dominant” she explained it so matter of factly, as if anyone would understand it.

We hopped into the car and drove home as we drove I thought of how it must feel to be forced by your very nature to submit to someone who in reality is just the same as you.

A/N

(Shopping outfit on the side)

Hope your all liking Layla I think in the next chapter will be about the ball or atleast more information about it

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