Chapter 11

Alina

“What on Earth is this?” I asked while holding up the red knee-length dress in my hand that Erick had just handed over to me.

“Your wedding dress, of course!” Erick answered without even looking up from his tablet.

“What the hell!” I screamed, turning every customer and salesmen’s attention towards me.

“Sorry,” I mouthed before turning to glare at Erick.

“Alina, there you are! Oh! What a lovely dress!” Kenna passed the fabric through her hands. “This’ll be perfect for the binding ritual after the wedding! Don’t you think so, Erick?”

Binding ritual? Why don’t I like the sound of that?

Of course, you wouldn’t. Erick smirked and placedthe ten point one inch screen of the tablet in front of his face. I glared at him anyway. What was with giving me only half the info?

“Oh, dear