Adored By My Ruthless Alpha
Regina didn’t seem like the person who had the word ‘nervous’ in her dictionary.
She sighed and leaned in closer as if sharing a secret. “Well... Mom chose the outfit for me—a frilly pink gown with a princess tiara.” Well, I forgot that Maria scared her.
I burst into laughter, picturing Regina in such an outfit. “Oh, Goddess! How did you manage to face the crowd?”
“I didn’t. I called in sick, and the party was canceled,” Regina replied, her glossy lips curving into an evil smile. “I couldn’t allow my entire school to see me in an outfit like that.”