Novel & Cerita Cross Dressing Female

She could obviously smell I was a wolf. Heather stepped back from the rack of dresses, narrowing her eyes at the woman. "Ah, I didn't realize this establishment was run by specists." "I am not a specist. I just prefer Supes to model our dresses." She sneered, crossing her arms. "I am doing this–charity work–as a favor to Alpha Cross." "Yeah, no thanks." Heather grabbed my arm. "We will go elsewhere." We headed to the door and I flung a rude hand gesture at the woman. I might've been human, but I was Were now. She had no right to be such an asshole.

She couldn’t help but wonder if he was also disguised like herself. She highly doubted that this was the case. There was no way any normal female would dress up as male. She’d met countless noble ladies that enjoyed their lives. They were caught up in the arts; painting, singing, playing instruments, making tea, and embroidering. They were preoccupied with training to become a good wife.