ZAHRA-ROSE’S POV
Whatever they have planned, I’m calling it bullshit.
I’m sitting on a chair as some she-wolves apply makeup to my face. Ugh, makeup. I hated it so much.
Whenever my sister, Haelyn, who’s obsessed with this stuff, would practice on my face or whatever the hell she claimed she was doing, it always itched. I would end up wiping it off before anything could come of it.
But now I can't. Not unless I wanted to defy the future Alpha’s orders, which would cause a scene. And somehow, I knew I needed to obey whatever they were planning, without asking questions.
I don’t know how I knew, but when I turned to look at Ashvin as he spoke with Kairo, I could hear the words in his eyes.
“Don’t fight them. Don’t worry about anything, I’m always here.”
His lips never moved, but I hea
