Emily's POV
We pulled up to the boutique, and I couldn't help but gasp. The place was a literal palace of couture—a sprawling, glass-fronted building with chandeliers sparkling through the windows and a red carpet rolled out like we were arriving at the Oscars. This wasn't just any boutique, it was the boutique!!!
The kind of place where celebrities, socialites, and, apparently, future Lunas went to find their dream dresses. I'd heard stories about this place—how it had dressed royalty, A-list actresses, and even a few high-profile werewolf brides. And now, here I was, about to walk through those doors.
"Okay," I said, adjusting my sunglasses as I stepped out of the car. "This is either going to be amazing or a complete disaster."
Tessa followed suit, her eyes wide as she took in the g
