Makeover
1604 Words
I was met with laughter.
“What is wrong with you?” The blonde girl asked. “Are you delusional?”
“No, I’m trying to get Alpha Enzo to fall in love. I’m the only one who can.” I stated.
“You’re a wolfless scribe, what makes you think you’re capable of such a thing?” The brunette asked.
“I’m more than that, I promise. I can get him to fall in love with one of you, I swear. I know exactly what he likes and what will bother him and what won’t. Just trust me.”
“Alpha Enzo has rejected six girls in the last year and a half.”
“I know. Morgan, Lily, Claire, Audrey, Shauna, and most recently Allison.”
“How do you know that?” The blonde whispered.
“Because I do. I also know every single reason that each girl was rejected,” I informed them. “I can help one of you become Alpha Enzo’s true mate. So who wants a shot with the Alpha?”
The girls paused before laughing again. I didn't think I was that funny.
“You’re unhinged!” The girl with the bob cackled. “Go sit somewhere else, Cecile.”
“It’s Celine,” I muttered as I stood up.
Why was everyone so darn mean here? I slumped over to Grey who winced as I sat down.
“Those girls are not very nice,” I sighed.
“That’s what I was trying to tell you.” He stated.
“What the heaven is wrong with everyone here? Only you and Luc seem to be nice.”
“Luc is not nice, he just thinks you’re pretty.”
“Still nicer than everyone else,” I grumbled.
“You’ll get used to it, I’m sure.”
“I hope not.”
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The next day Grey and I went shopping.
It was so much fun! Once I had a charge who was an eighteen year old human who I had to help kick her shopping addiction. I thought she was so silly for wanting such material things, but now I understood why it was so hard for her to stop!
The best part was it cost me nothing! This was all on Enzo’s card.
I quickly realized I hated jeans and would only wear dresses and skirts. Since Enzo approved of the corsets, I wanted more.
The mall itself was so overwhelming. Everyone was talking and walking quickly and there were all these vendors. Perfume, makeup, hair! I think I was due for a makeover.
First we did my hair, though there wasn’t much to do with it. It was still dark red and curly when it was done, but looked a lot shinier.
“So what are we thinking?” The makeup lady asked as I sat in the chair.
“Nothing too glittery, my boss says I looked like a hooker.” I informed her.
Her eyes squinted at Grey, glaring at him.
“That wasn’t me!” He said quickly. “I think she’s beautiful!”
“You’re beautiful too, Grey.” I smiled.
“I think she just means a more natural look,” Grey told the makeup woman.
“Sure, let’s see what we can do for you.”
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I felt like a completely different person when I stepped foot on the grounds for the packhouse. People were even turning their heads to look at me! I felt like the beauty queen I’d helped stop sabotaging her competitors.
It’s funny that I thought she would be my hardest charge I’d ever encounter.
Grey and I put my bags in my quarters and then went to see Enzo. I wanted to make sure he approved of my clothes.
We approached his quarters and heard a lot of noises.
“Oh Enzo!” A girl moaned. “Just like that!”
Grey looked over at me and looked embarrassed for some reason. “Sorry,” He whispered. “I didn’t think he’d have another girl in his bed so soon.”
“He always has a girl in his bed.” I stated.
“Your mystic powers told you that?”
“Sure.”
“Um, I’m sure he’ll be done in a few moments.”
The headboard banged continuously against the wall as the girl got louder. Then Enzo hit his peak. I knew from the way he groaned. It was loud and elongated and kind of ended with a shudder.
“Alright, get out,” Enzo ordered. “I have s**t to do.”
I already knew the girl was hurt by how cold he could be. A few moments later the door opened and out walked the blonde girl who had been incredibly mean to me along with her friends the night before.
She forced a smug look to her face. “As you can see, I don’t need you to get Enzo to like me,” She whispered.
“You’ll probably never be in his bed again, just so you know. He doesn’t like to repeat unless it’s his mate.” I informed her.
Her jaw dropped and she stomped away.
Grey looked impressed. “You learned quickly how to handle the mean girls.”
“I did?” I asked. “I was only being honest with her.”
He shook his head and knocked on the door.
“What?!” Enzo asked.
“Me and Celine are back from shopping.”
“Who the f**k is Celine?”
Was he serious?
“The new scribe, Alpha Enzo,” Grey stated. “Sorry again.” He muttered to me.
“It’s fine.”
Enzo answered the door shirtless. He pushed his dark hair off his forehead and as his eyes widened when he saw me.
“Now who are you?”
“Celine,” I answered. “Were you given ‘forget me’ dust?”
“I was being sarcastic, get in here. Beta Grey, leave us.” Enzo pulled me in the quarters before slamming the door shut.
“Take a seat Selma,” Enzo stated. “We should talk.”
I didn’t even bother correcting him. He wasn’t going to remember anyways.
Enzo poured himself a drink and then one for me. He handed me the glass. As a guardian angel, I had never had alcohol. Maybe in my past life I did.
Enzo sat next to me on the couch. Our thighs touched. “You look so much better than you did yesterday, Cecily.”
“Are you doing that on purpose?” I blurted out. “You’re purposely messing up my name, right? Because no one can be that forgetful, I know you have a great memory and pretend you don’t.”
“Of course it’s not on purpose Cece,” He grinned.
“You enjoy lying.”
“I enjoy…other things too,” He put his hand on my thigh and gripped it.
“Alpha Enzo…”
“Just call me Enzo…why aren’t you drinking?”
“I’m not thirsty.” I smiled. “So what do you want to talk about?”
“You and me…and the fun we could have together.”
“Fun?”
“In the bedroom…do you like being on your back?”
“No, I prefer to float actually and sometimes be upside down.” I stated.
Enzo’s eyes lit up. “Oh, I knew you would be a little freak.”
“Where I’m from, having fun upside down isn’t considered anything crazy.”
“Maybe I need to go there. You still aren’t drinking.” He commented.
“Oh, still not thirsty.” I forced a smile.
The truth was I was a little afraid of what it would taste like and do to my body. I didn’t know if I would like being intoxicated.
“Then let’s use those lips for something else hm?” He leaned in and I could help but gasp.
“I get it now!”
“Get what?” Enzo questioned.
“This is how you seduce the many girls you sleep with! I always wondered how you were so cruel and yet women wanted to sleep with you, but I get it now! You’re kind of charming and sensual.”
“Oh am I?”
“Yes, definitely. However, it would be unprofessional for us to sleep together, Enzo, sorry.”
“Oh so you’re gonna make me work for it? No one ever does that.” Enzo actually seemed excited.
“I’m not going to have s*x with you Enzo. I don’t even think I would enjoy it. You are a selfish lover and most of your conquests don’t reach their orgasms even though your p***s seems to satisfy them.”
“Excuse me?”
“It’s just what I observed over time. You make them orally satisfy you, but you only return the favor for a minute or so and then pump your p***s into them until you reach ejaculation, but they haven’t and you don’t really care if they do either. I would say that’s a less than satisfactory experience.”
His eyes widened. “You can’t talk to me like that!”
Oh I’d made him mad. Now I was nervous. Suddenly my throat was insanely dry. I reached for my drink and took a sip.
Holy heaven! What in The Cosmic Sanctum’s name is this? It was smokey and powerful and I was burning every inch of my mouth! I couldn’t swallow this!
I spit the drink out…right in Enzo’s face.
- Writer
