Skye POV
My head was spinning. I’d started the day as an omegas daughter and was ending it with a possible mate, and not only that, but he was also about to become the Alpha to our pack. The thought alone was enough to make my stomach tie itself in knots; but I had dress shopping to do. Time to get a grip and get on with it.
I watched quietly as the girls browsed the rails of a small but beautiful boutique we had found, their hands grazing over different textures and colours, glittery, matte, flowing, fitted. I stared in awe at the wall that housed nothing but shoes, my focus breaking as I felt Maria link her arm through mine.
“Skye?” She said softly.
“Yeah?” I smiled at her as her green eyes twinkled.
“Get anything you want. I’m under strict instructions to spoil you.” She grinned
