Chapter 77: Almost Crossing the Line
(Olivia's POV)
The memories of my modeling days felt distant now. "The agencies always said I had the height and the face," I explained quietly. "But my figure was too... developed for high fashion standards."
Cassius's brow furrowed in confusion. "I don't understand. What's wrong with your figure?"
Heat crept up my neck at his direct question. How could I explain this to an Alpha without sounding inappropriate?
"Werewolf high fashion prefers more slender builds," I said carefully. "My natural curves were considered too prominent for runway work."
I remembered those harsh rejections clearly. The casting directors would look me up and down with critical eyes.
"You're beautiful, but too voluptuous for our brand image," they'd say. "Have you conside
