AMIRA
I don’t know what I was expecting, but it definitely wasn’t such a glamorous event. When Roi mentioned the banquet, I had assumed that it would be a formal dinner between Alphas and stacks of documents, but red carpet? That I wasn’t expecting.
I peered out through the window, unable to pull my gaze off other ladies who graced the red carpet, posing for pictures. They were all dressed in flowing dinner dresses while I sat in the car in a formal business-like dress.
“Are you okay?” Jared asked. “You’ve been staring out the window since Campbell pulled over.”
Moving my gaze back to him, I tried not to glare but failed woefully. “Why didn’t you tell me that it was a dinner dress event?” I have always been one to know how to dress for the occasion, I have been underdressed before, and
