Chapter 38

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~~~Ivy~~

Sitting down while Kassidy doing my hair and makeup, I couldn't help but wonder at how fucking amazing I looked in the dress. It was a dark red, strapless, lacey dress and I couldn't help but question where he got it from.

Was it from his latest victim that he killed?

The mere thought of it made me want to vomit, but I knew that he wouldn't just give me a dress covered in blood. It felt ad smelt new.

Yeah, I smelled the dress. Don't judge.

A date? Where at? And more importantly, what kind of food?

What the hell is Alex thinking!?

"A penny for your thoughts?", Kassidy asked. I give her a small smile before replying.

"I'm pretty sure you know what I'm thinking about, Kass"

She let out a small laugh before continuing to curl my hair.

"Yeah, but I thought I'd ask first. I really hope you take Layla's advice and give my brother another chance"

"It's hard to give him that.. Not after what my fa- I mean Alex did to me ever since I got here."

"I know. He's such a dick for doing that. But believe me when I say that when he sees you tonight, he will regret everything and will be begging for you on his knees"

We both laughed and Kassidy finally finished curling my hair, before lightly ruffling it up. She looked at me with pride and fanned herself dramatically.

"Damn, I did good! If I was gay and available, I would totally hit on you", she sighed. I rolled my eyes playfully before hitting her lightly with my pillow. I got up from my desk chair and walked over to the mirror. I couldn't recognize myself. The girl gazing back at me wasn't me. It was the girl from my dream..

"Wow" was all I could say. I looked fucking amazing.

Kassidy came into view of the mirror and laughed at my reaction, before giving me a hug.

"I know right! Just imagine what Alex's reaction will be when he sees you!"

Soon, the door opened and in came Damon, Brandon, and Daniel. As soon as they saw me, they stopped in their tracks, except for Daniel.

Brandon smiled and nodded in pride while Damon's eyes were wide and his jaw dropped. He had the look of adoration for a minute before it disappeared and was replaced with a small hint of sadness.

What the?

"Sooo, how does she look guys? Stunning, right?", Kassidy said, nudging my arm a bit. Daniel was the first speak as he ran over to me, still wearing his tuxedo.

"She looks like an angel, Kassidy!", he said with gleaming eyes.

"You did good baby! If only I wasn't dating the cutest girl alive, I would go for you in a heartbeat. Alex's a lucky ass guy, isn't he Damon?", Brandon complimented. Damon snapped out of the trance he was in before clearing his throat and smiling softly at me, a small blush arising onto his cheeks.

"Yeah, he's a lucky guy, alright", he mumbled. I blushed at their compliments and Kassidy shooed the boys out of the room. Once they were gone, she immediately ran into my closet.

"Okay! Now let's talk shoes!"

Oh boy..


~~~Alex~~

To say that I was nervous for our date was an understatement.

I was petrified. I didn't want this to go wrong in any way possible. I needed for her to forgive me or even tolerate me. For all I know, this could be my last chance.

So for the past few hours, I've been drowning myself in pack business and work.

After I told Damon and Brandon, they suggested that in order for me and Ivy to get along was to ask her out. Which was difficult since I haven't planned a date in a while. But with a little help from Brandon, you could say that I overdone it.

I sat in my office, trying to finish up some pack work when my door suddenly flew open. My head shot up in surprise only to see Damon, Brandon and my little brother. Daniel had a huge grin on his face as well as the guys.

"Is she ready yet?", I asked, standing up from my seat.

"Yeah, but you aren't!" I looked down at my attire and mentally cursed. I was so anxious that I didn't even notice. I let out a groan before rushing into my room to change.

Ivy, I hope you forgive me after this.

Of course she'll forgive us! She's our mate!

I hope you're right, Elias!

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