Brynmor's POV
"Fiora, get ready and don't forget to wear the dress in this box. We're going to a ball tonight," I said, handing over a large box containing a dress, shoes, and jewelry for Fiora to wear.
"Prom?" asked Fiora, looking confused. She immediately placed the box I gave her onto her bed, then looked at me with a probing gaze. "Why didn't I know there was going to be a dance party?"
I scratched the back of my neck, which wasn't itchy. "I actually received the invitation letter a week ago, but I forgot to tell you about it," I replied matter-of-factly.
Fiora rolled her eyeballs while letting out a long sigh. "You're not too old yet but why are you already senile like this, Alpha? You shouldn't have amnesia," Fiora chided while shaking her head.
"I've just been so pr
