The War Alpha

Chapter 2

Chapter 2
Picking an outfit was proving harder than I had anticipated, there were just too many dresses that I had never worn before that deserved to be shown off. But then there was the issue of appearing too dressed up and too formal, so a gown or a mini dress. I pulled out my phone and started searching through last week's trial videos and remembered that I, of course, had been blocked from any website concerning the trials. I sighed loudly and threw my phone on the bed, marching out with half of my huge ginger hair straight and sleek, and the other puffed up like a balloon. By the time I got down the stairs Gabe was already mid-way through cooking some duck ramen noodles, cutting up the meat on one of my chopping boards.

"Well, I see you've made progress" He said, smiling warmly at me.

"I have absolutely no idea what to wear" I pulled out one of the high stools around my kitchen countertop that functioned as my dining table as well, putting my head in my hands. Gabe put the knife down, now just staring at me with a knowing look.

"Wear the red dress Kalum got you. It'll give him some confidence-and something to look forward to when he gets out" He said, wiggling his eyebrows at me. I cringed and leaned over to, once again, flick him in the face.

"Kidding!" He said laughing, going back to the duck.
"It's not a bad idea, but then there's the problem of giving Kalum the wrong idea."
"Oh?"
I realised what I'd said and really didn't want to go into the fact that my best friend kept hinting at wanting to be more than just best friends, with my brother right now.

I flattened the black silk robe against my legs and got to my feet awkwardly.

"I should go finish my hair, probably throw some bronzer on my legs if I'm wearing a dress."

I didn't stay to see what Gabe's reaction was. I really didn't want to get into it, especially not today.

"Hey May!" he shouted in his deep baritone voice as I made it to the top of my stairs. I cursed myself for not being faster and debated whether to just go back into my room and pretend I hadn't heard him. Don't be stupid, of course you heard him, the neighbours three houses down probably heard him.

As I was just standing there, debating whether or not to run away from my brother's sudden interest in my love life; Said brother unfortunately didn't wait for an answer.

"Food's gonna be done soon, so i'd suggest just taking what you're wearing with you and changing on the plane" That's actually very helpful. I shouted down a thank you to him and got to work on straightening the other side of my hair.

Once I was done and my hair was as pin-straight as possible, I grabbed some clips and put them in one of my empty makeup bags, as well as a travel-size hairspray. Once that was done I pulled out one of my carry-on suitcases with wheels so that I didn't have to carry it round with me. I went to my wardrobe and pulled out a few cute summer dresses. It was always hot at the capitol, except at Christmas when the alpha's made a snow simulation for the entire city, something I had only seen on TV, but would hopefully be going with Gabe this year. I put in some cute pumps and trainers, as well as one pair of shorts. I eyed the denim shorts warily, deciding whether or not I'd actually have the courage to wear them. I wasn't insecure by any means, but all the training and fighting had made my already very voluptuous thighs turn into hard muscle, instead of making them lose some surface area like I'd hoped. Fuck it. I can't change it so might as well flaunt it. Feeling slightly empowered, I grabbed a few crop tops and one of my more formal gowns on top of everything, y'know just in case the occasion called for it.

For now, I put on some jeans and a cute khaki green jumper with a white pair of trainers with silver butterfly wings engraved on the back, every time I wore these I showed Gabe how they made a complete butterfly when I put the heels together, and he always acted surprised, like it wasn't the 50th time I'd shown him.