MIRABEL POV.
I was in the bathroom retouching my makeup when Vivian walked in. She wasn’t flanked by her usual minions for once—a rare sight. She strode to the sink next to me, pulled out her lip gloss, and began applying it.
I finished and turned to leave, but her voice stopped me in my tracks.
“How do you do it?” Vivian asked.
I turned back to her. “Do what?”
She wasn’t looking at her reflection anymore instead her piercing gaze were now fixed on me.
“What’s so special about you? How did you manage to get the Alphas as your mates and now date Silas—one of the hottest guys in the pack? What’s your secret?” There was no malice in her voice, just a strange, almost desperate curiosity.
I smirked. “Maybe it’s my charming personality.”
“Nah, that can’t be it.” She scoffed.
I shrugged
