(Sydneys POV)
A few hours has passed since Ivy came to the pack house looking all out of sorts. She didn’t even pick out a dress for the dinner. She just came in and went to bed and honestly it has me a little worried. I’ve been having this horrible feeling of something dark looming over us ever since I woke up this morning and I honestly I think she’s feeling the same way. So I decided to pick out a dress for her. For her I picked out a green dress with a flowing tulle layered skirt, caged bodice and sheer puffy sleeves. It has the daintiest little flowers embroidered over the entirety and I feel like it’d suit her well. I decide to take the dress up to her maybe we can get ready together. I grab the dresses off the rack and walk towards the stairs. Oliver eyes me curiously and I shoot
