For the next twenty minutes, I sat still with the dress in my palm, contemplating on whether to reveal who I truly was or going along with the flow. I was almost ready to dash out and expose the truth but then, I realised I could be killed for impersonating an higher ranked werewolf as an Omega. But, if I went along with the flow and eventually sleep with the Alpha, I could still be charged for deceiving the Alpha with a punishment much more worse than death.
My fingers trembled as the thoughts went through ny head. I raised the dress up to give it another glance. It was practically a night gown but the revealing kind. It was upper thigh length and my cleavage would definitely be exposed in this.
This is madness. Why would the Alpha sleep with three girls when he has a Luna? What type of a rule was that? How did the Luna even accept that?
I forced myself into the dress and when I went to check out myself in the mirror, my heart sank.
This was too revealing. Almost the whole of my thigh is exposed. My cleavage exposed and my ripple peeked through the thin fabrics.
This is absolutely sick. I have never worn the dress before not to talk of wearing it for any man.
A knock on the dressing room door startled me.
"The sun is down, ma'am. I'm ready for your makeup and hairdo."
I swallowed, biting down the tears that threatened to spill. "Come on in."
She opened the door and slipped in, her eyes lighting up immediately she saw me in the dress.
"You have nice curves, ma'am. I'm sure the Alpha will like it."
"You think so?"
"Ma'am, you are absolutely stunning. I'm not exaggerating when I say you are the most beautiful girl I've ever set my eyes on. You have beautiful curves as well. You are so gorgeous."
"T-thank you." I said, settling down for her to start the hairdo but that wasn't what I needed. I needed to be told I could leave and continue my journey out of the Pack. I needed to be told this was all a dream.
"Your hair is soft." She says as she combed my hair and applied oil.
A tear drop slid down my face. This shouldn't be happening to me. What have I done to deserve this?
She applied spray and placed a pink bow to support a small pack.
Then she touched my face only slightly, cleaning my tears.
When she was done and began applying lip gloss to my lips, she tells me they had two hours left and left me to my thoughts.
Another two hours of trying to figure my way out of this bullshit but those two hours were not spent on plotting, I was deep in thought.
If, by any chance, I got selected as the Alpha's breeding mate, my whole life would come to an halt. No finding my mate. No getting married to the love of my life, just a breeding machine for a man that is already married. Why would any girl even want this?
By the time two hours was up and the full moon glared back at me through the window, I had concluded that I would reveal who I truly was before we got into anything. And if it cost my head, so be it. Perhaps, that was the fate the moon goddess punished me with for trying to escape my werewolf life.
The woman came to collect me almost immediately, guiding me out of the servant's quarters in the Pack house and to the main Pack house where the Alpha was waiting.
The woman said she was taking me to the guest room because it can't be done in their matrimonial bed. At that time, I thought about the other two girls. Are they happy to be doing this with the Alpha or do they feel miserable like me? Considering the number of applicants, they are probably excited.
The room was dark, the only light illuminating it was the full moonlight, but I caught the interior design, the king-sized bed, it's silk bed sheets, the bedside table, the three-seater couch, the mini bar area.
My heart thudded, fear gripped me at this sight.
I swallowed. "D-did he do it with the other girls here?"
The woman closed the door behind her, leading me into the room. "No," she answered. "And also, I know I should not be telling you this but," she paused, dropping her voice to a whisper. "He didn't last more than five minutes with the other girls before he was done, if you could last longer, you will get chosen. Do your best to satisfy him, okay?"
She gives me a warm smile and exits the room. Before she closed the door she says, "Expect the Alpha in ten minutes." In an audible tone.
My heart thudded even faster, threatening to burst through my rib cage.
If she said I had to last longer than five minutes to get chosen, that meant I had to last lesser than that in order not to get chosen.
I've never been intimate with a guy but I knew what I needed to do not to last long in bed.
I clutched my sweaty palm.
You can do this, Bambi. Ensure you don't get chosen and once you are released, leave the Pack immediately.
I sat carefully on the bed, looking around in the dark room. It was like I was counting the seconds that passed by on my palm up until the moment I heard soft footsteps and the door know of the room turning and the door clicking open.
I jerked on my feet, my heart beat increasing its pace.
A figure stepped in, tall, broad and charismatic.
I couldn't catch him in the dark because he stopped by the door to access me properly. Then, he closed the door behind me and carefully stepped up to me.
I bit my lips anxiously, unconsciously cleaning the lip gloss applied before.
He had a unique scent. It was a mixture of masculinity and flowers. It was a very beautiful scent but it gave me nausea instead.
My heart stopped once he stepped into the moonlight, finally revealing his face.
The first thing I noticed were his eyes. Silver and sexy just as described by Sable. Perfectly sculpted face. Clean shaven. Full, pretty lips. Straight nose. Hair black and wet. Few strands fell into his view, making the sight before me the hottest man I've ever set my eyes on.
It was true what people said. Sable wasn't exaggerating, the other girls weren't exaggerating. I could understand why over 100 girls would apply to be his breeding machine.
He was on black pants and white t-shirt, first three buttons unbuttoned. He looked freshly showered. He smelled it also. Such an heavenly smell it was.
Unconsciously I found my hand shooting out to unbutton his shirt.
Gideon said full moon always made an unmated person horny but for the ones that haven't had the experience, it was always ten times worse. I couldn't relate to his words then but now I could. Because something in me is itching to rip off his clothes and devour him whole.