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Bedazzled and boring

Author: Arden River
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-06 19:52:34

The doorbell chimed gently as I stepped into the shop.

The familiar scent of lavender and fabric glue filled the air, a scent that always brought a strange sense of comfort. It was a small, cozy boutique tucked in the heart of town, owned by one of the kindest omegas in the pack.

She wasn’t just any tailor...

she was the tailor.

Every year, for every Mateball, she crafted dresses for half the pack. And every year, she managed to outdo herself.

She was a werewolf too. One wouldn't guess it because she's so quiet, loving, humble, and probably the sweetest omega that ever existed.

I remembered being younger, too young to care about dresses, and yet always finding myself in her care. While the adults had their so-called “important meetings,” which I now realized were just shouting matches disguised under the veil of secrecy, she’d whisk me away to her shop.

I used to think my parents and grandparents were talking about secret alpha missions. In hindsight, she was just trying to shield me
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