Lana
Aunt Susan had gotten me a pretty dress for tonight’s dinner with the Alphas and Betas. I stared at myself in the mirror for a while trying to recognize this stranger in the mirror. It was a long floor length gown, a deep regal red with a sheer black top layer. Lacy black filigree decorated it. My shoulders were bare as the dress connected to a very elaborate halter around my neck. My back was mostly bare, due to the very low swoop resting just under my lower back. My hair was twisted into an elegant up do. Honestly, it was Aunt Susan’s idea for me to dress up.
“The way you dress is important as a leader, and red is the color of power.” She said, sitting on the edge of my bed. “You look like a queen.”
“Do I?” I said idly, still trying to absorb this person in the mirro
