-Helena-
I was in Wylder’s room, getting ready. He had laid out a dress on the couch for me when I returned from cleaning. I wasn’t sure when he had found the time to pick out the dress, but it was a beautiful little black one.
It covered my arms and wasn’t overly revealing, except it was short and tight. I had never worn anything like it before. I often stuck to pants, seeing no reason to dress up unless it was a casual summer dress, but I liked it.
I turned a little in the mirror, smiling as I admired myself. It did look really good. Then I noticed someone else in the mirror, watching me. I turned and saw Wylder standing there, observing me with an intense gaze. He would probably devour me if I let him.
“I knew that one would look good on you,” he remarked, smiling with satisfaction.
