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Chapter Three
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The room was just as elegant as everything in the Nightshade pack; it was bigger than my room back in the Dawn Pack. I spotted the dress on the bed. A flimsy thing. If it had been any other day, I would’ve been attending the Grand Feast in my leather pants and jacket–I hated parties and public gatherings, but that didn’t mean I wasn’t invited to a few back at my pack. I was the Alpha’s daughter it was required of me. My father tried to force me into dresses more than once, but of course, I never did wear them. It was different now; this was not my pack, and here I was a stranger. Wearing my ‘usual‘ clothing would only make me stick out in the crowd.
I didn’t want that, but that didn’t mean I would wear the dress he had picked out for me.
“It will be amusing to see you in a dress.” Aric said, a smirk playing on his lips.
“I’ll be in a dress alright, but just not this one.”
“Rebellious as always, let’s hope the Alpha King doesn’t notice.” He said with a smile.
“I really don’t give a damn.”
The hours flew past, and too soon, the Grand Feast Ceremony began.
High–ranked members from all around the world attended this Feast. Not just because of the delicacy being served here but because this was an opportunity for them to make ties with equally powerful persons and also catch the eye of the Alpha King.
“You know we’re going to be late, and I remember the Alpha King not wanting that.” Aric says to me. I rolled my
eyes.
“I would have been there early, but then he just had to make it an order, and I don’t take orders.”
“Alphas… men like him, they like their mates submissive–I warned your father; this is not you.”
“Aric. I don’t like this either; I don’t like being here or having to put on a dress, but I will try to make this work. Not for the Alpha King, but for my father… for my pack.”
I got dressed in the only gown I had brought along with me; it was a black fitted dress. It covered most of my skin, and of course, I put on my elbow–length glave, I paired it all with a pair of black shiny combat boots.
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I didn’t bother with any jewelry; I always felt like it was extra weight, one I didn’t need. I removed the band from my hair, letting it fall freely; I brushed through it before proceeding to strap a dagger to my thigh, making sure it was properly hidden, and I was done.
I walked out of the dressing room.
“Wow, you look…” Aric began, but he seemed to be having trouble finding the right words.
“Ridiculous? Trust me, I know.”
“That wasn’t what I wanted to say. Different–you look different but in a good way.”
Compliments from Aric were rare, and I knew he was only saying this because we were friends. I wasn’t exactly ugly; I knew that. I was fit with long black hair and grey eyes. But whenever I stared at the mirror, the only
thought on my mind was, ‘I’ve seen better.‘ For an Alpha’s Daughter, I was quite average.
Aric was in a black suit, matching my dress; he looked good too.
“Lead the way; we don’t want to arrive at the end of the feast now, do we?”
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