Star’s POV
I huffed and stared out of the car window. I love my sister, Michelle, but her mate’s head is so far stuck in the dark ages. I fiddle with the long sleeves of the dress that my sister had made for me. Michelle loves to sew and she often makes all of my formal wear for me. It looks like the formal wear that Alpha Thomas would approve of, but it always feels lighter and allows more movement than normal.
“Don’t look so distraught, sister dear. You may find your mate at this party.” Michelle said with a smile. I look over and give my sister a smile. Unlike me, Michelle is perfect for a luna because she is a proper lady and honestly the only time I saw her jealous or on edge was when we had that red haired girl that was visiting from the vampire kingdom.
It was not uncommon for we
