The short fused assassin and the big bad alpha. This will be fun.

Chapter 6

Hey guys! I told you I was really feeling this story lately c: here's an extra long chapter for your patience. I'm hoping to continue writing chapters this long. Enjoy!
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Jaydan made the date with me for tonight at 8. Me and my brother are getting edgy that he found us. If he can find then than 'they' definitely will. We still have yet to find a hint or any trace of them being in the area so we are safe for now.

Sort of.

My brother took me to an expensive dress store to get a dress for the date. I don't have any of what you call 'friends' but my brother is the only one I really talk to or I'm around. I can't really have a stable social life with this chip in my neck, and as you all know-

I'm not that friendly.

I have great acting skills do to the roles I've had to play on missions. I can fake an entire personality. I can be a total complete different person with the right training.

I have the looks of a Victoria Secret Angel, and the voice of a siren. It would help lure my targets in since just about every person I've fought was a guy.

I honestly wouldn't even consider them people. They're monsters. Me and my brothers are werewolves-

We were born monsters.

What's their excuse?

I looked through the dresses for a sexy and sophisticated dress. I pulled out a black dress and a white dress. Jaydan said he was taking me to somewhere super expensive and to dress to the best of my ability.

"Go try those on so we can get shoes and accessories for you. Probably some make up too," my brother said sitting on a couch outside of the dressing room.

I nodded my head and went into the dressing room.

I tried on the white one first. I stripped out of my clothes and quickly put on the delicate dress.

I looked in the full body mirror and looked over the dress it went just below my butt and I knew already that this dress couldn't be worn on the date. I started stripping and my brother spoke from outside, "Not suitable?"

"Too short," I said back to him.

I slid on the delicate black dress and it was definitely suitable.

I looked in the full body mirror and inspected it carefully. It showed just the right amount of cleavage. It went down to my mid-thigh and it hugged my curves perfectly. It had a one shoulder strap and that made my collar bones look good.

The bottom of the dress flowed with every single one of my movements. The dress was made to where there were spots that had holes so you could see my sides and part of my hips. It also was beautifully made to where my belly button was showing in the most complimenting way making me look sexy, but not trashy the least bit.

"Is that one okay? You've been looking at that one for a while," my brother said obviously tired of sitting there when he could be doing other things.

"This one is suitable," I said stepping out of the dressing room. I walked up to the standing step in front of a big full body mirror and stepped onto it. I spun around nicely so my brother could see it and approve. When he didn't say anything I looked at him.

His facial expression was a little shocked and I thought that was unnatural because I wasn't aware we could feel that emotion. If we were with "them" still he would be dead.

"Is it okay?" I asked still waiting on his approval.

He shook off his shocked look and said, "It's fine now let's move on."