[Irene Miles’ POV]
The ball was about to begin. All the alphas, their kids and others were present in the same hall where I first met prince Zane. Where he danced with me on the music on loop, the steps that kept on repeating and where he first touched my ugly soul turning it beautiful.
The only difference is — he isn’t a prince anymore. He is my alpha.
I just hope Zane doesn’t attend this ball. He might misunderstand if I dance with Virgil. I took a deep breath and came out of my room. I wish I didn’t have to attend this stupid ball.
Like my mood, even the gown didn’t give off good vibes. It was a blood red gown knee length in the front but brushed the floor from behind. The tight off-shoulder full sleeves were black net with floral thread and pearl work. I tried hiding whatever sk
