The Lycan King's Werewolf Daughter
“Okay, so what are we thinking? Fun but not too much? Casual but still cute? Because trust me, if you show up in one of those floor length skirts, people will think you are somebody’s mom.”
I snort, shaking my head. “I like my skirts.”
“I know, but tonight we are doing something different.” Maren pulls out a fitted black top and a pair of ripped jeans, thrusting them into my hands. “Try these. It will show off your legs, but still comfortable enough to run if we need to.”
“Run?” I raise an eyebrow.
She grins. “You never know at these parties. Sometimes there is… wrestling.”
Rolling my eyes, I disappear into the bathroom with the clothes. When I come back out, Maren claps her hands dramatical
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