23: Hot Date

YVONNE –

I woke up to the sound of the doorbell.

"Who's there?" I asked, standing up from the bed to check.

"The Alpha's gamma, ma'am," a female voice sounded.

"Oh, really?" I was surprised. "To what do I owe this sudden visit?" I asked as I opened the door to confirm.

"You owe us nothing, ma'am," she remarked, assuaging my curiosity a bit.

"So what's up with this visit?" I asked.

"Um, ma'am, I was actually sent to deliver this dress to you," she responded, bringing out an outfit from the sack bag she came with.

"Really? Who sent you that, and what use was the outfit?" I was kind of irritated.

"Alpha Conan sent me, ma, and according to him, the dress is for a dinner party; you should wear it to the dinner party," she responded.

"Dinner party?" I asked, and she instantly nodded.

"Oh, mommy is finally going to a hot dinner party," Amelia remarked, her countenance written with happiness.

"It's called a date, not a dinner party. Mommy is going on a date," Liam corrected her.

"Mommy, I'm h