Filed To Story: Sorry Alpha I Am Wolfless Novel
Gina set a stool in front of me and directed me to stand on top of it. She took several measurements.
“You’re short, and your waist is so much smaller than most of the pack women.” She muttered more to herself than to anyone else. “But your bosom is just as ample as everyone else’s, but on that tiny frame of yours it still makes the bodice too big.” She continued to mutter while sketching something.
Before long she kicked Noah out of the room, telling him that there would be no men permitted in the room for the next stage. Once he was out the door, and I heard the lock click into place again, she was directing me to take my clothes off.
“Excuse me?” I nearly yelled before I caught myself, just barely managing to speak in a civilized tone.
“I need to pin the dress to the right length, so you need to put it on. Chop, chop, off with those clothes so you can put the dress on.”
I understood what she wanted, but that didn’t make it any less awkward. With slow, halting movements I managed to strip down to my underwear. But as I reached for the dress, she moved toward me, the dress in hand. She was helping me into the dress. Oh Goddess, this is too weird!
After several embarrassing minutes the dress was fully in place. It was not sitting the way it should have, but the feel of the fabric was wonderful. It was softer than the silk of the dress Grandfather had given me.
The base color of the dress was black, but that was lost under the silver that adorned it. There was silver all through the skirt and train so that every time I shifted it caught the light. The bodice and straps were black, but they were covered with silver that hung down to make long shimmering sleeves and a flowing cape that spread out behind me. The black was barely visible unless I moved in just the right way. The dress was so mystifyingly beautiful.
“I don’t want to cut away too much, but I fear I will have to.” Gina was saying. I couldn’t let her do something so permanent to the dress.
“No, we can make it work.” I told her.
“Really? And how?” She asked me.
“Leave it long and flowing like it is, just tighten things up in the chest. Making it an empire waist should solve the problem.” I told her. I didn’t want the dress cut more than it needed to be.
“Hmm. That just might work.” She mumbled looking at the dress and sketching something on her pad. “Yes, I think it will.” She said looking at me. “You’re quite amazing Luna.” She was smiling happily. I didn’t know how to respond so I just shook my head, I was nothing special after all.
Gina helped me out of the dress. I put my clothes back on. And then she was escorted out and Noah came to join me for lunch.
“I spoke with Joaquin.” Noah informed me, using the Alpha’s name, probably in an attempt to make me less nervous about him. It didn’t help.
“Ok?” I said, not knowing where he was going with this.
“You can resume classes tomorrow.”
“Thank you.” I interrupted him.
“Under one condition.” He continued.
“What condition?” I was confused.
“You need an escort.”
“An escort?” I was perplexed.
“Someone from the pack to make sure you won’t run away.” He said firmly.
“I’ll be with Juniper and the others.” I told him.
“They won’t cut it. They have not been trained as warriors, at least to our knowledge, and they are your friends and might likely help you escape.” He said matter-of-factly.
“And risk the punishment?” I asked him, skeptically.
“You never know.”
“So, who will be escorting me? You or Carter?” I was guessing it had to be one of them.
“I cannot do it as I am Joaquin’s personal assistant, and Carter was not chosen.”
“Then who?” I asked, getting nervous now. Surely, he wouldn’t do it himself, would he?
“A warrior from the pack. Someone the Alpha can trust to protect you. If you remember you were also recently attacked and will need to be guarded, in case it was not a random event.” Noah was trying to use the attack yesterday as part of the cause for the guard duty.
“And I handled myself pretty well, if you remember.”
“Yes, but you still lost the fight.” He said sternly.
“I don’t need a warrior following me around.”
“Then you don’t need to go to class.” He looked at me firmly. I growled at him.
“Fine. But after I am marked, I will be allowed to go without the armed escort, right?” I asked him sarcastically. “He said he can track me by my mark, so I was only under house arrest until I was marked.” I told him what the Alpha had told me.
“We will discuss that later, when the time comes.”
“I am not going to have some random guy I don’t know following me around all day every day.” I snapped at him.
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