Big Bad Wolfie

"Try this one."

  Blondie threw me another dress. This one is fire engine red and strapless.

  Ugh, strapless. My worst enemy.

I held it out in front of me. "Ummm, that's cute. Where's the rest of it?"

"Funny. Now shut up and put it on," she responded flatly.

I chuckled. "You think I'm kidding? Where's the bottom half?!"

"Believe me," she shoved it back into my chest, annoyed, "you may have a bit more to cover back there than most, but it's there."

I let out a huff at that but turned to head behind the changing curtain. "I hate all of you," I threw over my shoulder.

Just wanted that fact to be known.

I squeezed into the dress.

Oh my Goddess.

There's no mirror in here, but I don't need one to know there must be a bottom half of this dress that got lost in production or something. Either that, or the company wanted to save money on cloth.

'Cause I have shirts that cover more than this.

  And the completely sheer skirt that starts at my waist and falls down to the floor does not count as 'coverage'.

Not to mention, my air supply is being cut off by how freaking tightly this thing is clinging to me. Things are being squeezed that should not be squeezed.

"Come on! How long does it take to slip on an oversized, over priced tube sock with a curtain around it?" I heard blondie complain.

"Thank you!" I yelled in agreement.

She banged on the wall next to the curtain. "You have three seconds and I'm opening this curtain. So if you're not covered, do it quick." I saw her fingers wrap around the cloth. "3."

"Oh, um, that's not really a good idea."

"2."

"We don't even need to bother showing it, it —"

"1."

No more curtain between me and the rest of the cruel, judgmental world.

Everyone in the room could see the red mini dress that was trying to pass itself as a gown with its floor length, see through train. Along with my exposed shoulders.

I immediately looked to blondie, and the shock was evident on her face. Not too evident, 'cause she's trying to hide it, but still there.

Hm. Guess she underestimated what it actually takes to cover up back there.

  And other things in need of covering.

  I gestured to the too tight dress.

Or kid's red beach towel.

"What? Doesn't it just scream class?" I put my hand on my hip and stuck it out. Probably nearly flashing everyone in the room with the slight movement.

She stayed staring silently. Probably too stunned to respond.

  I decided to help her out. "Next?"

  "Next," she nodded.

I hopped off the platform I was on and took to the racks myself before any of them could get out of shock.

I know exactly where I'm heading. I just have to get there before —

"Hey, where do

Well that didn't

I kept walking but Blondie swooped in. "You don't

"Why?"

were wearing before, that

Just this blue dress."

"No."

even look at it, just

to the main area. "Woah! Oh, c'mon. Ah. Oof. Okay!

me and sat back

I rolled my eyes and plopped onto a

This is more exhausting than I thought it was gonna

next dress, and it was the same thing all over

It goes down to the floor with a slit to my mid thigh. The lace covers the whole dress and it's back is

And the plunge neck line is

learn her

  The same ordeal followed. Went in, didn't want to come out — not so much for decency's sake this time, it was just ugly on me — Blondie got mad and threatened to pull the curtain back. Then did. I ran off in the direction of a dress that I know won't make me look like a sausage in its wrapping. (Why is everything they're giving

. Growling? coming from the entrance

Well, that's

It was short and cut off abruptly, but I definitely heard it. It was deep and dark and made something

origins of it and found their alpha/my mate/holy crap I don't even know his name,

holes into the guy

now I

had to

Their alpha cleared his throat swiftly, sending

I

The smirk got harder to

  Haha

He went back to semi normal and gave me a once

Then something

boyish grin slipped

eyebrow. Well then. I didn't peg him as the type to

not for the ideal reason, but he still surprised me. The rock hard features on his face are softer

straight, hard face, and when he wasn't,

He also grins mockingly when he notices how uncomfortable you are

my arms over my suddenly very bare feeling

"I haven't said

"Yeah well, I know you want to, so just shut up," I repeated kind of

He shook his head, the smirk still

that, he actually looks like a kid when he

Cute.

What?

No.

Freaking mate

going here?" He asked, switching his attention

Alpha," she responded with a

"So you've

"Um, well

"'Cause if you haven't you'd better hurry. It's already," he checked his watch. "Twelve in the

She

"Wow,

"Yes, it is, so what's the problem?" He questioned, ignoring me. "The event starts at 5, and you need to be ready by at

um. . ." Blondie struggled to

they're putting me in is too form fitting. I look like a sausage," I answered for her,

to me and chuckled. "You do not look like a

over me slower.

fought to keep from

like a. . ." He made eye contact with me, the

up a couch pillow and threw it at him. "So, yeah,

He caught it and set it

Boo.

around, you need to get this figured

Blondie nodded.