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Darius scoffed. At his signal, two maids entered the room, carrying a flowing white gown. The fabric was soft, shimmering under the dim light, the delicate lace embroidery trailing down the long sleeves. It was elegant, almost bridal, yet Hazel couldn’t shake the feeling that she was being dressed for a sacrifice rather than a celebration. Her fingers trembled as she reached out to touch the gown. Darius smirked. “A pretty dress for a pretty pet.” She glared at him, but her defiance only seemed to amuse him further.

**** CLICK The door opened and as I entered all the eyes fell on me, aware of all the gazes, I made my way to the corner where the crowd was less. “You look adorable, darling…” Kim cheered, and I gave him a glare. I wore a spaghetti straps dress in deep red like the blood color with a lot of cleavage and a shortage of fabric. Even when I walk I could tell my butt cheeks are on the show for the people. ARGHH… I hate Kim, a lot… CLICK The door opened again and the way all the women fluttered their eyes, I knew well that Shepherd was here. But this time, it wasn’t just one Shepherd, but two.

Arabella texted with a picture of her in a dress. Mirabel gazed at the deep yellow bright dress, Arabella wore the dress in the pic, she seemed to have worn it to show how it looked on her to Mirabel. It was an off-shoulder dress, with the neckline sweeping just above the bust. It was a long tight gown, Arabella had more curves than Mirabel, especially her backside, making the dress look magnificent on Arabella. The long yellow gown glowed like shiny bright night stars. ~~"Woahhhhhhhh... seems we've got an angel flying down from the skies, it's so stunning on you" Mirabel texted to her.

” I nodded, pulling it out of the bag. The dress was pewter grey and had a tulle covered in glittering gold flowers and vines. As I pulled it out of the bag, I turned it and saw the lace up back. I loved it. “It’s perfect,” Gia walked up behind me and looked over my shoulder at it. “Hurry up and put it on.” I nodded my head, handing her the garment bag. I slid the dress on and popped my leg out of the slit that reached just above my thigh. “Wow!” Gia nearly shouted with wide eyes. I laughed and turned to look at myself in the floor length mirror that was against my wall.

"How 'bout this? What do you think? " Yana showed me the short sequin halter backless dress that glows with glitter. It was red and if she wore it like that, all the men and even the women in the bar would definitely look at her. I smiled and nodded. "That would look good on you." I said and she smiled too. "Really? I know right!" she giggled and turned her back on me. She looked in the full size mirror and glanced at the dress in front of her.

Kira's POV The golden sunlight filtering through the palace windows makes everything look too perfect. My fingers trail across the beaded fabric of the final dress spread across the chaise in front of me. It’s a breathtaking ivory gown laced with silver embroidery, fitted at the waist and flowing like moonlight. The sleeves are sheer, adorned with delicate crystals that catch the light, mimicking stars. This should be the happiest day of my life but I feel... nothing. No fluttering in my chest. No giddy anticipation. Just a hollow pit sitting right under my ribs.

I said and went to bed. The day of the party arrived. This is my first party after reaching adulthood and I am going there without a partner after breaking my engagement with the crown prince. Fine, so what, who needs a partner? I can go there without one and not look like I've been thrown away. I sighed and looked at myself in the mirror. I'm wearing a gold colored halter top dress with a slit on my left leg just a little bit above the knee. It's completed with some yellow gems sewn all over the gown to make it shine like a star. I also wore some gold arm cuffs like that of the amazons in the legend. Some moon designs on my hair dress, a sun design for a necklace, and a star design on the b

I love my mates but they are the epitome of grumpy Alphas. The minute I slipped the satin navy dress over my head, the feel of the material against my skin and the second my eyes fell upon the mirror I was stunned. Was that me? It didn’t look like me, my long black hair falling down my back in loose curls with a braid that runs around the front of my head as if it was a band. The part I can’t take my eyes off is the light gold outline of the gold wings on my shoulder blades, they are stunning. I hear a gasp from behind me, turning Astrid stands in her full length lemmon ball gown looking every bit the ray of sunshine she is.

Her skin has this natural golden glitter in it that shimmers as the light touches it. I’m sure for humans it would look more subtle and would just appear like she lathered herself in that body shimmer women like to wear, which I fucking hate. You can’t kiss the body of a woman covered in that shit and it gets fucking everywhere. You ever tried to get body glitter out of your sheets? It can’t be fucking done. I hope whoever invented that shit rots in hell, but I digress. She’s dressed for business though. She’s wearing a knee-length dusty lilac dress that has a black stripe down each side, sleeves down to the elbows with black cuffs and these random cutouts near the armpits that are trimmed w

“She said Her Highness personally selected your attire for tonight’s gala. She said… it was to ensure the Educational Department was properly represented.” A cold, heavy knot formed in my stomach. I stood up, walked over to the bag, and pulled the zipper down. Inside was a dress, but it wasn’t the regal, structured gown a Director should wear. It was a fluid, backless silk slip in a loud, vibrant shade of crimson—the exact shade of Elara’s favorite color. It was a servant’s dress dressed up as luxury. It was designed to make me look provocative, unprofessional, and entirely out of place among the dignified matrons and high-born wolves of the Council. It was a public branding. Elara was telli