Claimed By Four
Alice went on, pulling out a plain blue dress and inspecting it in the light, “you won’t have to go overboard with your dress. You’ve got a weak wolf, so you’ll probably wind up with an Omega or something. Or another male who already has multiple mates, which would put you at the bottom of their little hierarchy.”
Even though I couldn’t care less about mates right now, I bristled at her tone. “Maybe I’m not dressing for a man,” I retorted, pushing past her and rifling through the dresses myself. My fingers brushed across a soft black one that was silky and cool under my touch. “Maybe I’m dressing for myself.”
Alice scoffed as I pulled out the dress and looked at it. It was a sexy but modest