“Take three more inches at the waist, and I don’t like how it falls in the back.” Delta Vivian was scolding the poor delta girls brought in to make me presentable, a bride. I was turning in the dressing room that had a small podium that I rarely used these days, feeling just like when Mother had made me wear the frilly blue dress coming to this mansion.
“I want the pearls.” Delta Vivian made a nod, commanding out to the other Deltas to fetch Calebs mothers’ pearls for me to wear, and I didn’t care that it wasn’t him I was marrying; I wanted a part of the love we shared with me to this ceremony that would happen next week. This deal would turn Alpha Marcus into one of the biggest Alphas that commanded a pack.
“You think he is ever going to remember me, Vivian?” She swallowed when she look
