“You look great!” Scarlett, the wolf inside Winter Grace Hart, howled in appreciation, “who would have guessed you were hiding such beauty beneath all those hoodies you wear?”
Winter was not used to the dress when she walked out of the dressing room. It wasn’t the kind of thing she usually wore, but it was the perfect dress for tonight’s party.
She took another look at her reflection in the mirror. The dress was silver in colour, with a bejewelled bust and a silky skirt. It was simple but elegant, just perfect for the occasion.
Scarlett cooed, “You’ll turn heads with this one tonight, I promise!”
Winter didn’t care much about it turning heads. Unless that head belonged to Julian Everett Winthrop. Her cheeks coloured just at the thought of him.
The prom was held by the Winthrop triplets from the Atlas Pack. It was a special event for werewolf kids, and they were invited from all packs. All the she-wolves who had not yet found their mates were excited, because there was a chance that they could be mated to the Alpha triplets!
The triplets were yet to find their mate, four years after everyone expected it to happen. The assumption was that their mate was not eighteen yet, and every year, everyone waited with bated breath. If they did not find their fated mate soon, they would have to settle for a chosen mate.
Winter had her eyes set on just one of the brothers, Julian. He was the oldest among the three, and she had been crushing on him for a long time.
How could she not? He was basically every she-wolf’s fantasy. In school, he had been captain of the baseball team, an All-Star. He was so gorgeous she could not help staring whenever he walked by, and he had a body that made her think thoughts that made her blush.
However, despite liking him for so long, she did not really think that she had a chance with him. Not when he treated her like a pesky inconvenience in his path. She had never understood why he always acted hostile towards her, and she had never asked.
But, she decided to confess her love to him tonight. She expected the dress to be the perfect boost, catching his attention at first sight.
“Oh, Princess Amelia, this dress looks like it was made for you!”
Winter’s thoughts were cut short as her adoptive sister Amelia emerged from her fitting room. The shopping attendants enthused while other shoppers stopped what they were doing to stare in admiration.
Amelia was wearing a baby blue dress with a bow detail across the bust, bringing out her fair skin and long blonde curls. She looked like a well-groomed Barbie.
She was always dressed to kill and unlike Winter, she was the true definition of an Alpha Princess. The triplets did not treat her with the same hostility or coldness they extended to Winter.
Winter’s heart stung as she imagined that if Julian was asked to choose one between them, he would definitely settle for Amelia.
“Wow, that’s such a beautiful dress,” Amelia’s voice pulled Winter from her depressing thoughts. Amelia had stopped checking herself and had turned to observe Winter instead. “It’s so much prettier than this dull thing.”
“Do you like it, dear?” Winter’s mother, Silvia, asked as she walked into the area just then. Winter’s heart dropped to her stomach, knowing what her mother was likely to say. She came to a stop in front of her and studied the dress. “This looks more like Amelia’s style. You should try it on,” she said to Amelia.
She did not ask Winter whether she would like to give it to Amelia to try on, or if she was willing to part with it. Instead, she gave Winter an order. “Take the dress off and hand it to Amelia.”
Amelia was also watching Winter, a ‘sorry’ smile on her face.