Bakugan Battle Brawlers Masquerade นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I gestured vaguely at my face and my bruised arms. He only smiled at my complaints. "It’s a masquerade, babe," he said, crossing the room in two strides and dropping a white garment bag onto the bed. Curiosity prickled through the ache. I unzipped the bag, and inside lay a gown. It was a soft wash of midnight blue silk that shimmered when the light touched it. The bodice was structured but delicate, tiny beads stitched along the sweetheart neckline like stars scattered across a night sky. The skirt flared gently, enough to move with me without weighing me down. And a matching mask, edged with silver filigree, hung from one of the satin straps.

exactly what they came for. **** The evening sun set behind the horizon, bathing the resort in a gentle glow as Cassia and her friends got ready for the masquerade ball Quinn had insisted they attend. The excitement was evident as they picked out their masks. Cassia’s mask was elegant, black with gold accents, shaped like delicate wings that framed her face. It perfectly matched her flowing dark dress, giving her a mysterious yet stunning look. Kiara’s mask was bold and vibrant, decorated in red with feathers, while Quinn went for something simple but sparkling, lined with silver beads.

When we finally pulled up to the towering gates of the Claw Bane pack’s house, I took a shaky breath, willing myself to stay calm. Beta Nathan stepped out first, opening the door for us, and I gathered the skirts of my dress as I followed Alpha Rowan onto the wide stone path leading up to the ballroom entrance. It was just as I had always remembered it. Alpha Rowan paused, reaching into his coat pocket, and handed me a delicate, intricate mask. Its silver edges gleamed in the moonlight, fine threads curling into the shapes of leaves and feathers. Relief washed over me as I realised—this was a masquerade. With the mask, I’d be hidden, anonymous. Maybe, just maybe, this could work.