The Rejected Luna’s Redemption

Chapter 6

Jane’s POV

“Jane, let’s go to the mall and then hit the club,” she suggests. “I don’t want you to feel down after sharing your story about your mate.”

“I don’t feel like going, Amira.”

“No, you need to cheer up, darling,” she says. “Come on. Let hit the mall.”

“Sure, I’m up for it,” I reply. “Let’s go.”

We get ready, and she drives us to the mall. Ella tags along. Ella is Amira’s friend who later becomes my friend. She is the Beta’s daughter in the pack.

“I want that sexy dress,” Ella exclaims, pointing to a short, hot dress. “I need to try this on. Can you bring it down?” She asks the shop attendant to check if it’s available in her size.

“Yes, ma’am,” the shop attendant replies, bringing down the gown.

Ella takes it from her and rushes into the dressing room.

“Wow, you look amazing.” I gasp in admiration when she steps out of the dressing room. I wouldn’t look that beautiful even if I had the dress on.

“Really?” she gushes. “Do I look smoking hot in it?” She starts checking herself out.

“Yes, you do,” I exclaim, unable to take my eyes off her. She’s so beautiful, even when she doesn’t try, and she looks so gorgeous in the dress. I never look that beautiful, no matter how hard I try.

“Thank you,” she smiles, seeming skeptical as she keeps checking it out.

“If you don’t like the dress, you can as well give it to me,” Amira chirps in.

“Nope, I am satisfied with this dress. Go choose yours, Amira,” Ella tells her.

Ella buys the dress and pays, and we go to check other stores.

“Jane, check this out. Do you like it?” Amira asks, showing me a backless, short red gown. It has a low v-neckline, which would barely cover my boobs.

I nod my head. “I like it, but it’s too revealing,” I comment.

“Who cares?” she scoffs. “You are taking this, honey, and wearing it to the club tonight.”

I am forced to try the dress on. I am shy, and I feel naked. It’s the first time I’ve worn such a dress. I feel awkward and a bit slutty. Blame that on my prudish and conservative side.

Amira’s eyes wandered over my body before she let out a gasp. “This is breathtaking. Damn it, girl, you look so hot and sexy. You really should have more of these clothes in your wardrobe.”

“I’m sure all the guys are going to drool over you when we hit the club tonight,” she adds. “I can’t to see it.”

“Are you sure I need to wear this dress?” I inquire. “It’s too short.”

“Whether you like it or not, you’re wearing this dress to the club, Jane,” Amira says. Just then, Ella walks into the dressing area.

“What the ****?! Girl, you look damn good,” she cheers. “I’m tripping already.”

“We are buying this.” Amira and Ella finalize on my behalf.

Amira chooses her dress, too, and I am forced to take the short, revealing clothing. After we reach home, we tell Alpha and Luna we are heading for the clubhouse.

They give us their permission, but it comes with a condition. We must take two guards along with us. We readily agree to their condition and head to the clubhouse.

“I can’t wait to hit the dance floor,” Ella squeals happily on our way to the clubhouse. What’s fun about this? This is my first time going to that kind of place, and I am the least thrilled about it.

“Me too. I can’t wait to hit the dance floor. It’s been so long since we did this, girl.” Amira shrieks excitedly. “Let’s have loads of fun tonight!”

“Yes, let’s party!” Ella joins in.

Our car stops in front of a big building. The music is so loud that it can be heard outside the building.

‘Welcome to the exclusive club.’ I read it on a giant billboard at the front of the building.

We exit the car together, and the two guards step out. It feels fantastic to have someone protect me. “This is the biggest club in town,” Ella tells me as we approach the door.

The bouncer at the door lets us in, even though he has a long line waiting for his approval. “Perks that come with being a VIP,” Amira giggles.

“Inside this club, everyone is equal. So loosen up and have fun, baby girl,” Amira says, giving me a slight shake.

The inside of the club is filled with many people. Some boys and girls are on the dance floor, dancing to the music.

Everyone is enjoying themselves. We head to the bar. Amira orders some intense wine, and after taking shots with each other, Amira and Ella decide to hit the dance floor.

“Let’s go to the dance floor, Jane,” they both say.

“Count me out,” I mumble. I am shy because I have not done that before.

“No, let’s go,” Amira insists.

“OK, I will join you soon, I promise.”

“Don’t take too long,” she says, pulling Ella along with her as they hit the dance floor, and many guys swoon around them.

“Hey,” I signal to the bartender, “Get me another shot of tequila.”

“Sure,” he smiles, and he offers me what I asked for.

“Thank you,” I say, and I shove the drink down my throat. This is the first time I have tasted alcohol.

I start getting tipsy. I need to dance. I need to forget my so-called bastard of a mate. This is the only chance that I have.

After today, I won’t let that guy get to me ever again. I rise to my feet and walk to the dance floor. I start dancing to the music’s beat, shaking my ass.

I smile as a guy dances with me, feeling a sense of attractiveness for the first time. I smile when a guy holds my waist, and together, we start dancing to the beat.