The Lost Alpha Queen
So tonight, for Andrea’s 21st birthday, Jackie got ready and promised her sister a good time.
Before she left the house, Jackie stared at herself in the mirror. Dark makeup, her curls pulled into a lazy bun, dressed in black like a silky shadow trying to blend in. She glanced at herself for a long moment, searching for something familiar. "Good enough," she whispered. A smile, forced but determined, swept across her face as she went to find Andrea.