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It's been seven years since he rejected me
to be with an alpha female. It's been four years since
I left my pack. Finally after much persuasion, I decided to come back, well-just for the annual summer alpha gala...
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"All done", Quinn said and took a step back. She looked at her work on my face and hair before nodding in approval and stepping away so I can see myself in the mirror.
I looked different but still the same. My makeup was beautifully done and highlighted my blue eyes. My brown hair was pulled into a low bun. I looked so mature and elegant.
"Now time for the dress." She squeals and runs to my closet. She brings out a lace long sleeved floor length red dress with a plunging neckline.
"I picked it out myself." she says,"do you like it?", She asks with concern in her eyes when I don't break into a smile.
"I love it." I breath out. I step forward and feel the dress, "it's gorgeous.", I mutter with a light smile.
"And you're going to look gorgeous in it." She says and brings the black pumps by my closet.
I change into it and when I look at the full length mirror, I gasp in shock. I don't have large curves like Faye or the model body of Quinn but the little curves I have left are enhanced by the dress.
Her blonde hair is pulled into a high ponytail with two stray strands to frame her face. She's in a strapless cream dress that hugs her torso but flares out at her waist. It ends on her knees and she has matching creme heeled sandal.
"You look beautiful as well." I compliment back.
Her cheeks are lightly tinted, "Thank you."
"And I love what you did with my hair and face." I compliment further.
By now, she's as red as a tomato, "It's no problem." she mutters.
The moment is interrupted when Faye barges into the room, loudly shuts the door behind her and locks it.
"What's wrong Faye?"
"Your mum." She exclaims.
He hair is held back by pins which enhance her face. Her makeup is light and makes her look like an angel. She's in a white robe and looking like she just saw a ghost.
Quinn rolls her eyes obviously used to this.
"What is she making you wear?" She asks and flops on my bed.
"Heels!" She exclaims like it's the worst thing on earth.
As if on cue mother bangs on the door "Faye Alawolfe open this door and dress up before I break your sister's door down." my mother shouts.
Faye opts to keep quiet. "I know you're in there Faye just open the door and we can negotiate." Mum says.
"You're a mum, you don't do negotiate." Faye replies.
