I have a bad feeling about this.
Oh, now you're quoting movies?
Whatever it takes to stop you.
You can't. And you don't want to. So just... be cool.
My wolf whimpered softly as I walked between two racks of dresses, letting my fingertips brush their muted sleeves as if I were genuinely searching for something to wear to Calista’s mateship ceremony. The boutique’s door—the third one we’d visited that morning—stood wide open at the end of the aisle, allowing a gentle April breeze to fill the shop with the soft rustling of fabrics and the enticing aromas drifting in from the soul food shop down the block.
I paused at a pale pink dress that seemed like something I might actually wear. No beads, no bows, no lace. I had nothing against those embellishments on other women, but they didn’t se
