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She turned around and saw a mirror on the wall before the nightstand and looked to her left to see a glass door and a big window almost covering most of the wall to represent the glaze with the sunlight. Erica looked through the windows and saw chairs were outside, beautifully seated with flowers. Looking to her right was another slide door. She took steps to it and slid it open to see she standing Before the bathroom. “oh my goodness” she gasped at the beauty of it. The walls were painted grey and gold and it had a perfect lighting. She went back to the other slid door and slid it open as she stepped out feeling the cool breeze. Erica walked further and saw a swimming pool, this time around

Emily Warner The loud knocking and my cat meowing in my face woke me up. What the damn hell? “Emily Anne Warner, if you don’t open this damned door in a minute, I swear to god I will knock it down with a bulldozer. I am not kidding you. You haven’t replied to any texts or calls in a week. At least before that you answered my texts. I am not going to leave you alone now.” I sat up straight in my bed as I could hear Danika yelling.

Matt’s paintings adorned the front room, the pieces all brilliant, bright, beautiful. “Hey! You made it.” Erica walked up and wrapped me in a quick hug. The royal blue dress she wore hugged her figure and left me feeling like a fuddy-duddy in my long skirt and flats. I needed someone to dress me daily, lest I resort back to cardigans and slacks. Life was too hectic to worry about what I had on, until Erica looked amazing in front of me again. Like today. “Of course, I made it.” I moved back and smiled. “You look wicked hot.”

“Oh my goodness, Your highness.” “What is it?” She asked, turning her head at her. Erica grinned, gently massaging her shoulder. “I can’t believe you have such a fine skin like this. Aww, so soft like silk.” She didn’t want Diana to know about it yet. Diana shook, rolling her eyes. “ You almost got me thinking. Thanks for the compliment, by the way.” Erica didn’t want to tell her about the mark, but she was going to let alpha Derek know about it. The affected area looked so red like she was burnt with a hot iron.

Erica asked, looking me up and down. “It feels nice but..” I paused and looked in the mirrors covering the wall before me. “It’s not the one,” Erica said, taking my silence as an answer. “It’s okay, that's the beauty of shopping. To the next dress,” she said cheerfully. We spent the next hour trying on dresses and making piles one for maybe and another for no, the workers that were helping us put back all of the no dresses. I was starting to grow tired of trying on dresses, and seeing what looked good on me and what didn’t. I put on the last dress that we had picked out. It was a floor-length silk blue dress that had thin straps on the shoulders with a very low open back. I walked out of th

The older woman’s sharp eyes scanned Erika, noting the casual tunic and trousers she wore, and her slightly disheveled hair. “Good morning, Mother Luna,” Erika greeted cautiously, sensing something was amiss. “Good morning, Erika. May I come in?” Dunia’s voice held an edge, though it was wrapped in her usual poised demeanor. Erika stepped aside, allowing her to enter. Dunia’s presence seemed to fill the room as she moved to stand near the window, the light framing her silver hair like a crown. She clasped her hands in front of her, her knuckles pale.