“Tim, thanks. See ya.” I yell, running to the packhouse. Ignoring someone who yells at me not to run. I am twenty, yeah. That doesn’t mean I can’t run freely.
I shower and wear a red dress, it has gold around the neck. I match it with black flat shoes. It hugs me perfectly I am toned right now. The bones are no longer bones, I have adequate meat in my body. I am sexier.
Luna Sky brought me this dress. I am perplexed by how she knows my size. She asked me yesterday to go with her but I said no. Shopping can wait. I will wear buy my clothes after I become the alpha.
“Mirabel. Sit.” Tim enters carrying a backpack. He places the blow-dryer on the table and some hair oil and spray.
“Tim.” I gulp. Tim’s short sleeve shirt shows his bulgy yummy arms. He left three buttons of the shirt open. H
