The next weekend came quickly, and Tristan does not know what to expect.
He was nervous beyond words, his hands were sweaty and as the time drew closer.
Trevor had gotten a custom made outfit for him, and he felt reluctant to accept it but Nita reminded him of how big the event was which added to his worry.
What if someone recognizes him and reports to the Alpha?. That would be disastrous and he doesn't want to add any more problems to what he has now because Alpha Mitch is unpredictable.
"Do you think this looks good on me?" Nita swayed to his front in a pink fluffy dress that made her look like a princess as it fell to the ground in beautiful ripples.
"Yes" he mumbled, his mind half on her dress.
"I think something that shows some skin would be good. I look naive in this". She replied with a frown of disapproval.
Tristan gasped and took a closer look at her.
"I thought you hate him, why are you trying to look sexy because he invited you out?.
