Sylvia’s POV
Sylvia's POV
I stood before the mirror, admiring my perfectly applied makeup. The smoky eye shadow accentuated my silver-blue eyes—a trademark of the Frostfang bloodline that I'd hidden for so long. My lips were painted a deep, seductive red that made my pale skin seem to glow. After years of deliberately downplaying my appearance to seem more omega-like, it felt liberating to finally look like myself again.
When I turned to the clothing rack, my breath caught. The pale blue strapless mermaid gown hanging there was absolutely stunning. Tiny diamonds were meticulously embedded along the train, catching the light with every subtle movement.
"Beautiful," I whispered, trailing my fingers along the delicate fabric.
This dress spoke volumes about my mother's intenti
