Chapter 9
Auren POV
“okay” I replied, anxiety lacing my voice. “But no one
ut no one will bebeve this façade, Al–Lucien
“You have to pull this part. Auren,” he said in a strict voice.
I stifled a whimper and said. “Okay. What about staying away ‘forever‘ pan‘ I was really confused by Alpha Lucien
“You can go shopping for the dress appropriate for the event,” he continued. “The driver will take you to the mall”
“But I’ve several in my closet,” I protested.
Two hours later, I was looking at a pile of dresses that I had tried on me, but nothing fitted. I felt like crying because we were nearing the time of the event and I couldn’t choose one dress. Every dress was hanging loose on my shoulders. Moreover the lack of not knowing how to shop was also
big factor. I was getting frustrated by the minute as I looked at the pile in my trial room.
“Are you going to come out or spend the whole time there?” a nasal voice interrupted my thoughts. “Stupid omegal
gal Where the fuck do they come from)* Then she muttered under her breath. “Bloody whorel Must have got a sugar daddy.”
closed my eyes as tears stung. This was the some she–wolf who was glaring at me while picking up the clothes for me. She had practically thrown all the clothes on the chair inside the trial room before leaving.
Just as 1 was about to give up on the idea and decided to wear one of the dresses in my closet, my phone rang
“Lucien
“Auren,” his deep voice answered. “Tarian just called me to say that you haven’t exited the sixth boutique for two hours.”
“What? How does he know?” I pecked through the curtain. Where was he? How come I didn’t notice his presence? “Are you following me?”
“I’m not following you, my people are.”
“Why?” Why was he stalking me? “I’m just finding a dress for the event.”
“The event is in two hours and you still don’t have a dress. Tarian will take you to my personal stylist.” Before I could protest, the phone
disconnected
As soon I exited the trial room, I spotted Tarian standing outside, leaning against a shelf with about five girls, blushing and flirting with the Beta of the Shadowfang pack. Immediately, he straightened. He was talking to someone. Perhaps Lucien.
I handed the clothes to the store girl, and she lashed at me. “I know girls like you” She shouted, “You’ve ruined so many dresses! Who is going to pay for it, you idiot? Your sugar daddy!”
I gasped as humiliation coated my insides. “Is there a rule against trying dresses?” lacked innocendy, clutching the sides of my jeans.
“Shut up!” she screamed. “You fucking omeg
Tarian strode to us and narrowed his eyes on her. The store girl was so flustered by his p
presence that she paled. “Beta Tariant”
He glanced at the pile of dresses in her hand and said, “If you shout at her again. Il rip you into pieces! We’ll buy all these. From the corner of my eye, I saw that his phone was on and he was still talking to Alpha Lucien
The store girl’s eyes widened in shock. “S–sorry. But a–are you sure? These dresses cost over ten thousand dollars, Beta Tarian!” She glanced at me, her eyes filled with fear, and an emotion akin to jealousy.
“Come on.” He motioned me with his chin towards the exit, ignoring her completely. “The stylist is waiting for you.” Then he looked at the store girl who hadn’t moved from her place. “Pack them,” he growled, “I don’t have all the time in the world!”
She gasped at his words, but she quickly bowed and ran away from there, tucking her tail between her legs. Every girl around us was now staring at me, and my cheeks heated. I was sure that it was Alpha Lucien who must have ordered to buy those dresses. “Beta Tarian,” I said in a low voice, hoping he would not buy them, “none of those fit me.”
“I know,” he said nonchalantly. “Alpha’s stylist is going to fix them. Saying that, he led me out of the boutique toward a very expensive store which 1 had ignored in the first place. None of the dresses in it were less than three thousand dollars.
About forty–five minutes later, I exited the most expensive boutique in the Shadowfang pack with a huge shopping bag that had a new appropriate dress for the charity event, which was professionally adjusted by the stylist. Not only that, Tarian was holding two more boxes of strappy heek. 1 had never worn heels in my life and I was scared to death as to how I would manage them. As we walked towards the car, I wondered what Alpha Lucien would think of me in my dress and heels in which I couldn’t walk. But one thing I was sure of he would hate to see how much the whole. thing cost him.
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beckend at my reflection for the hundredth time in the mirror. I was wearing a long maroon dress that was black lace and embroidery
retanng the neckline and my waist. And then it fell over my hips. There was a slit on the left from the mid–thigh that can down to ankles I had let my blonde hair fall naturally to my waist. My gaze went to my black strappy heels and I let out a rough exhale. I had practiced walking in them for exactly fifteen minutes
A knock on the door made me snap my head. “Coming!” I shouted as I slowly, carefully walked to the door.
uren”
“Miss Auren” she said, giving me an appreciative glance “Alpha Lucien is waiting for you downstairs. He says that you’re getting late?
“Oh I grabbed my red beads clutch and followed her downstairs only to find Alpha Lucien. The moment I started walking down the stairs, his eyes locked onto me. He tensed as I walked down carefully, my heels clicking over the marble surface of the stairs. Under his intense gaze, I blushed hard. In his black suit with a white dress shirt, he looked mesmerizing and huge. His hair was combed back and I could see his tattoos of thorns peeking out his collar
By the time I reached the last stair, he closed the gap between us in long strides and offered me his arm. The stoic expression on his face cracked a inle, but it was back in less than a second. Anyway, I was so thankful for his offer, because 1 clutched his arm like my life depended on it as I walked on my four–inch heels.
An unusual shiver ran down my body at the first touch. I stifled a gasp and focused ahead.
Against this giant Alpha of the north, I looked so small. If he wanted, he could crush me in his arms with ease, like a butterfly.
Alpha Lucien matched my pace as I walked slowly toward the car that was waiting for us in the driveway.
