Filed to story: Sorry Alpha I Am Wolfless Novel
“It had to have been. If we both saw and felt it, then it was real.”
We eyed each other for a moment before looking at the mark again.
“The Riviana knot means power of three. Since you’re not three species, that we know of anyway, is it taken literally?”
“What do you mean?” He tilted his head and looked at me with confusion.
“Power of three or power times three. That mark is about three times bigger than before, right? And the fist to me means power, and the symbol means times three. I am reading that mark to mean power times three. As in your power, probably your light magic power, is now three times stronger than it was before.”
“Are you serious? But how would this have happened? There was nothing that could have caused th-.” He paused again and this time he smacked himself in the head as he remembered something. “Nope, I know what caused it.”
“You bit me again.” I grinned at him. “You bit me and shared my magic. So I guess we’re a little closer in the whole power lever thing now.” I laughed.
“Dammit, can’t we just have normal hot passionate sex anymore. How many times is it going to change something about us?” He was laughing as well.
“Well, I guess we will either have to deal with the magic affecting us or stop having sex.” I grinned at him, expecting the answer that I was about to get.
“Fuck that. I can’t go without sex!” He was looking horrified. “I will take the magic. Just don’t take away my sex.”
I was laughing as I turned away from him and walked toward the bathroom. I knew he was going to say something like that, but it was still funny as hell.
“What?” He ran after me as I tried not to let the laughter get the best of me.
“Nothing. It’s nothing at all. Come on Scruffy, let’s go take a shower.” I needed to call him a dog name because he was definitely acting like a horny dog right now. Goddess, I love him.
We hurried to get ready, then made our way back to the castle. The way back down the mountain took less time than getting up it; isn’t that how it always goes?
Oh, and Joaquin was right. Gina and Ella were not happy with me running late. They had become the official royal seamstresses and the unofficial Queen attendants, that was a fancy way of saying they got me ready for the ball by closing the overly complicated clothes and they would also do my hair and makeup. Sometimes though, Nikki wanted to do the hair and make up so they would take turns, but today it was all Gina and Ella.
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Riviana
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It took a long time to get me ready for the ball and banquet dinner that we were having tonight. And Ella and Gina were invited as well so they were also getting themselves ready in the process.
“You’re making things more difficult, my Queen.” Ella grinned at me in the mirror where I could see her working on my hair.
“I’m sorry Ella, I really didn’t mean to sleep so long. And, well, we weren’t in the right mind to turn on the alarm.”
“Oh, don’t worry, I get it. I’ve been there. Trust me I have had the same situation with Devon..” She blushed as she thought about it for a moment. “But now we have to rush to get you ready.” She looked a little frazzled.
“Don’t rush, do what you need to. I am the Queen. That’s what others keep telling me anyway.” I laughed for a second. “Isn’t it just the way things are if they have to wait on the Queen? It is my birthday after all.” I smiled at her and saw the look of realization wash over her.
“That it is, and that you are. Why didn’t I think of that as well?” She was laughing. “We can take all the time that we need and they will just need to wait.”
“I could also do the hair and makeup with magic you know.”
“Don’t you dare.” She looked so hurt when I said that. “This is my job, and I like doing this. Plus, no offense Queen Riviana, but your magical makeup doesn’t look as cute.”
“Obviously. I am not as good at doing it as you all are. The way the makeup looks after the magic is done is equal to my skill level. Even if I have an image to go off of, it will only be as good as I am with my makeup.”
The two of us laughed about it for a moment while Ella’s fingers separated another part of my hair to be curled.
“I guess it says a lot about your skill for your hair too.” She added as she twisted the hair around the curling iron. “You’re not bad, and you’ve come a long way, but when it comes to special occasions it’s always best to let someone else do this for you. We know how to coordinate hair, makeup, and dresses together.”
We talked a little more while she finished my hair. After that she switched places with her mom, who worked on my makeup. Gina’s hair and makeup were already done so she was able to focus on me entirely.
Ella had loosely pulled my hair back into a small and ornate diamond-encrusted hair clip. After the hair had been pulled back, she added loose curls to my hair so that it would sway beautifully when I walked. Now Gina was adding a layer of makeup that was beautifully and artfully done. The makeup was done so well and went with the dress that was hanging up perfectly. I would have thought for sure that Gina was a professional makeup artist when I saw what she had done.
“Oh no.”? Ella had seemed upset right as we were about to get me dressed.
“What? Did we miss something?” Gina looked at me? trying to figure it out.
“Yeah, we didn’t have time to get her nails done.” Ella was looking sad since now my outfit wasn’t going to be perfect.
“What would look best?” I asked her with a curious thought in my head. “Blue for the dress or natural looking?”
“Blue would have been best. The same royal blue as the top of the dress.”
“Hmm.” I thought about Ella’s words for a moment. The one thing that I had been good at doing was painting my nails. A solid color was so simple to do that I had no problem with that. And being a little bit good at art, I could do some designs as well.
“Let me see.” I spoke out loud while I thought about it. As I looked at my nails, I saw them begin to change. They got a little longer and were shaped just the way that I would have liked them. And then, after the shape was just right, the color started to change. The natural, unpainted nails started to look as if they had been airbrushed. There was a dark royal blue with an overlay of little light blue vines with tiny leaves on them. The vines matched the ones on the ball gown that I was about to put on.
