Arya sat in front of the mirror, admiring the person who was staring back. Thick, long, wavy hair, striking dark blue eyes, pink lips, and fair skin, all the features that most people only dream of were right there, staring back at her.
There was a saying among people that whatever happens, it happens for your own good. Now Arya understood what that meant. She looked absolutely gorgeous.
"Miss?" Donna drew Arya's attention.
"Hey, Donna, come in. What's up?" Arya asked, turning to face her.
Donna stood at the doorway, looking at Arya. Her eyes were wide, and her lips parted, and her face showed genuine shock.
"Donna?"
"I'm sorry, miss. You look... absolutely... amazing," Donna said, still staring.
"Well, thank you. Did you need something?" Arya asked, not wanting to sound rude.
"I... yes, I came to inform you that my Alpha wants to see you in his office," she said, looking at the floor.
"I'll be there shortly. Thank you."
