Frost was getting ready in their walk in closet, listening to her mates agrue about her safety and tried desperately to ignore them because she wasn't going to be dissuaded from her plans. She finished the last touches on her makeup and left the vanity in the closet, noting that the arguing had stopped when she entered, both males staring at her. Their little mate looked utterly mouth watering, her eyes were done in a dark smoky shadow with thin catwinged liner and a crimson lip that looked like her mouth was bloodstained. She had on a pair of skinny leg leather pants paired with her signature over the knee boots and she was wearing a crimson tunic with an under the bust corset to help conceal the slight roundness to her normally flat stomach. The fact that they both knew that she was stra
