Outcast: The Alpha King's Beloved novel Chapter 35

Jennifer's POV: Anthony picked out a wine red dress with an open, crisscross design at the back.

The hemline was embroidered with large lilies in a lighter shade of wine red silk, adding a touch of awe to the dress without taking away from its elegance.

The dress was particularly light and airy.

It was cinched at the waist, outlining my curves.

Moreover, the silver-gray high- heeled shoes that Anthony had chosen for me earlier drew attention to my slender legs.

I tried to pull up the zip that was at the back of the dress, but it was hard for me to do it by myself.

I had to ask the sales assistant for help.

"Excuse me, can you help me zip up this dress?" I asked.

"Yes, miss," the sales assistant answered.

After a pause, I heard the sound of the door opening and closing.

"Let me help you,"

Anthony said in his magnetic voice.

I almost jumped in surprise when I heard his voice.

Before I could even take a look at his face, he pressed me against the wall and kissed me, swallowing the words at the tip of my tongue.  His tongue entered my mouth and tangled with my tongue, leaving me feeling out of breath.

I felt like all my senses were on fire.

His hands restlessly wandered around my body, from my swaying breasts to my navel, and then further downward.

"You're wet."

Anthony's low and hoarse voice brought me back to my senses, and I grabbed his hands to stop him.

He stared at me with blurred eyes.

His desire was clearly written on his face.

"I'm sorry, Jennifer.I forgot myself."

He leaned forward and bit my collarbone lightly.

Then, he wrapped his arms around me and finally zipped up my dress.

I was so light-headed that I could barely registered what was happening.

As soon as he finished zipping up the dress, I rushed out of the fitting room with a red face.

The next evening, Elizabeth held the masquerade.

All the trainees had been invited to attend it.

It was a rare entertainment activity for us, so naturally, everyone was in high spirits.

Since it was a masquerade, all the guests were required to wear masks.

This was great for me, because my mate bond with Anthony couldn't be made public for the time being.

Anthony was wearing a black and golden mask, but everyone could recognize him at a glance, because there was no one else whose aura could match his.

Under the longing gazes of the she-wolves in the hall, he walked straight to me and held out his hand.

"Miss, may I invite you to dance with me?"

The other she-wolves looked at me with envy.

From where I was standing, I could hear them whispering heatedly amongst themselves, trying to guess my identity.

However, my face was covered tightly by the mask.

I didn't think anyone could recognize me.

With that confidence, I placed my hand on Anthony's, accepting his invitation.

I was wearing the wine red dress that he had bought yesterday.

After leading me to the dance floor, Anthony wrapped his arm around my waist and began dancing with me, much to the awe of the whole crowd.

Standing in the center of the ballroom, Anthony spun me around and lifted me into the air every now and then, evoking cheers from the other guests.

But the whole time, the two of us stared into each other's eyes, as if the lively atmosphere around us didn't exist, and we were the only two people in the world.

Just when the song was about to end, I felt someone suddenly bump into me from behind.

I looked up subconsciously, but at this time, I felt a light breeze on my face.

My mask was torn off.

I could only helplessly watch it fall to the floor before it was picked up by that bitch, Ella.