Chapter 6

It was 10:30 in the morning at the Infiniti Mall, and Eira, accompanied by a whiny baby, strolled happily through its corridors.

"Why are you dragging me along? If you're meeting your fiancé, why am I here? I don't want to be a third wheel in your lovey-dovey moment," Amethysta complained.

"Shut up and come with me," Eira retorted. "I got word that he'll be at the mall for surveillance. I want to meet him. I can't even see him at his company."

"So you want me to come along?" Amethysta clarified.

"Yup," Eira affirmed.

Proudly declaring her intentions, Eira led the way as they searched for Mateo.

"Hello, Angel," Icarus's voice suddenly rang out, causing Amethysta to freeze in her tracks. Both she and Eira turned to see the handsome man standing before them.

Mateo's presence also caught Eira's attention. "You go with your date. I'm going to see my fiancé," Eira said, pushing Amethysta, causing her to stumble into Icarus.

"Be careful, Angel," Icarus said, steadying her with a gentle touch. A whiff of cologne reached her nostrils—a scent she had encountered before on Isaias's coat.

Straightening herself, Amethysta looked at Icarus, sensing a strange familiarity that was missing during their lake encounter.

"What brings you here, Mr. Icarus?" she asked.

"Come on, Angel," Icarus replied with a playful tone. "We've met twice now and have gotten to know each other. Why are you still calling me 'Mister'? It hurts my feelings."

Amethysta chuckled nervously at his dramatic comment. "Well, my friend dragged me here, and now she's abandoned me for her fiancé. So, I'm left to shop all alone."

"Then let's go. I'll keep you company," Icarus suggested with a warm smile.

"No, it's not a big deal. You must be busy. I'll wander around and leave eventually," Amethysta declined, but she continued chatting to distract him.

However, Icarus wasn't interested in listening to her objections. He simply took her by the hand and led her into the women's clothing section of the mall.

"Why does this keep happening to me?" Amethysta couldn't help but wonder as she found herself being dragged along once again.

"Choose what you like, Angel," Icarus instructed, handing her the selected clothes.

Amethysta hummed and began browsing the collection. Meanwhile, Icarus moved around the section, picking out some dresses for her.

"I'm terrible at this," she muttered, feeling uncertain about her fashion sense. It was always Eira who had a talent for selecting her outfits. Her face turned red with embarrassment when she heard a chuckle nearby.

"Give these clothes a try. They'll look great on you," Icarus suggested, handing her the chosen items. Amethysta accepted them without protest and headed to the changing room. Meanwhile, Icarus took a seat on a nearby couch, engrossed in his mobile.

The attendants in the store couldn't help but admire Icarus, a striking mixed-blood alpha. After a few moments, Amethysta emerged from the dressing room.

"Does it fit me well?" she asked nervously. Icarus was left in awe of the beauty before him. With the light purple dress and her purple eyes, she looked absolutely stunning.

"Gorgeous, Angel," he complimented, causing her to blush in response. She nodded and went back into the dressing room to try on more outfits.

Amethysta was zipping up a dress when the zipper got stuck in the middle. Meanwhile, Icarus received a phone call, so he stepped outside the women's section to answer it.

"Where are you?" Isaias asked over the phone.

"In the Infiniti Mall. What's going on?" Icarus responded.

"I'm here too. Tell me your exact location," Isaias replied, revealing that he was also at the mall.

"I'm in the women's clothing section. Our Angel is trying on clothes," Icarus instructed him to come over.

"Oh! Our princess is here. I'll head over," Isaias smirked and agreed.

After a minute or two, Isaias arrived at the women's clothing section.

"Where is she?" Isaias asked.

"She's in a dressing room," Icarus answered.

"Let me pick out some dresses for her as well," Isaias suggested.

Icarus nodded and left the area. Isaias entered the dressing room while scrolling on his mobile. Shortly after, Amethysta emerged from the fitting room.

"What about this dress?" she inquired.

"You look stunning, Princess," Isaias replied with his deep, husky voice that had a unique effect on her heart. Since Isaias was also wearing the same dress as Icarus, she couldn't easily tell them apart. However, she sensed a different aura from him.

She was about to return to the dressing room, but Isaias had selected more dresses and handed them to her.

"Try some more, Princess. I want to see the breathtaking view," he suggested.

Amethysta hesitated for a moment but eventually nodded.

She emerged from the dressing room wearing a pastel pink half-shoulder line appliques dress that barely reached her knees.

"So alluring, Princess," Isaias commented, licking his lips. His provocative compliment sent a shiver down her spine. It made her feel uneasy, yet something was happening inside her body that she couldn't quite understand. Clutching the dress, she hurried back into the fitting room.

After changing back into her original attire, she returned and the attendant asked, "Which dress would you like, Ma'am?". Amethysta was perplexed by the selection. Each dress was unique in its own way, but she couldn't simply buy them all.

"Wrap them all," Isaias stated.

Amethysta and the attendant were taken aback by his request. Amethysta had been in the midst of deciding which dress to choose.

Isaias's phone chimed, and he briefly checked it.

The attendant inquired, "Cash or card, Sir?"

"Card, and no need for the password," Isaias replied, producing his card and swiping it. The attendant promptly wrapped the bags and handed them over to him.

"Princess," Isaias called out.

His words snapped Amethysta out of her daze, and she looked at him with confusion. He simply shoved the bags into her hands.

"This is for you, Princess," Isaias stated.

Before she could respond, he gently shushed her by placing his index finger on her lips.

"You should groom yourself, Princess. That's how you look stunning. Don't forget to use baby pink lipstick," he whispered, then tenderly pecked her earlobe. This caused her cheeks to flush with color.

"I have to go now. I have some work to attend to, Princess. Drive safely," he said before turning and walking away. Amethysta was left stunned and speechless, lost in a whirlwind of emotions.

The attendant couldn't help but comment, "Your boyfriend is so sweet. He got everything for you."

"No, he... He isn't my boyfriend. He's just... My friend," Amethysta explained, her voice wavering as she tried to make sense of her feelings.

The attendant disagreed, stating, "If he's just a friend, he wouldn't have chosen those gorgeous dresses for you. He clearly knew what would look good on you. Don't dismiss him by saying he's just a friend."

Amethysta insisted, "Don't misunderstand. He's really just my friend."

With a red face, she left the clothing section and looked around, but he was nowhere to be found. She decided to leave the store, pondering the situation. How could he be her boyfriend when they had only met three times? She didn't even know whether they were friends or something more.