Mish’s POV
“You’ve got to be kidding me” I groan as Jessa pulls the dress out of the bag.
“Alpha. . . Bought this for you?” She asks, fingers skimming and then opening the slit on the dress.
“I don’t know when he became my pimp” I mumble under my breath as I go to look through my wardrobe instead.
“And why is our alpha pimping you out?” Jessa calls after me as I groan again in frustration.
“How is there nothing here?!”.
“Because you keep forgetting the dry cleaners, even though they keep calling” Jessa snides back at me.
I duck my head out to narrow my gaze on her as I whisper “traitor”.
After a moment my glare turns to a sickly smile as I near beg “loan me something?”.
“Mmmmm” Jessa smiles, playing with me before smiling further as she says “no”.
My eyes widen on her as she con
