Alpha's Hunt - Chapter 10
22-07-25 (15:40)
10. Drunken Balls
I've lost my mind.
Not today, I lost it quiet some time ago. You see, when
you still have some logic or sense in you, you think of
the consequenses, the risks and funnily enough, you
give a shit about them as well.
But when you've lost your mind, you don't give a shit
anymore.
I creep along the hallway, my eyes now used to the
dark, make out the door of Darcie's room.
Luckily, Luke didn't come back in the room today.
Otherwise I'd have to climb down my window and I'm
not a fan of climbing.
I sniff myself again, making sure the perfume covers
my scent and nod in approval. My hand closes around
the cool metal of the door handle. Slowly, cautiously, I
turn it.
Click!
The room is enveloped in darkness. I see a figure on
the queen sized bed. Quietly, I make my way towards
Darcie's walk in closet, praying neither Darcie nor Flora
wake up.
I start looking for the dresses in there, scattered
around as though a ravenous animal had looked
through them.
Too vulgar. Too flashy. Too short. Too big.
Well, if I am planning on doing whatever it takes to
find my mate, I should make a good first impression,
shouldn't I?
But seems like fate has other plans since I can't find
anything that would look good on me.
Damn! Why does this Lycan female only has clothes I'd
never wear?!
In my frustration, I let out a silent scream and grab a
dress, ball my hands in it and shake out all my anger.
When I'm done, breathing as soundlessly as possible, I
drop it down only to see something under the pile of
clothes, something that catches my eye.
I pull the dress out and hold back a gasp. The soft pink
material flows in my hands as the puffy evening gown
unfurls in front of me, pearly whites beads are
scattered along the neckline and skirt.
Grinning like an idiot I tuck the dress under my arm
and waltz out. You're sense of fashion isn't all that bad,
Darcie, I'll give you that.
When I pass by Darcie's bed, I see the side table laden
with masks. I snatch the first one in my reach. I leave
Darcie's room, feeling victorious and giddy.
Rushing to my room, I peek in to see if Luke's there.
Seeing no one, I rush inside and into my room where'
finally I start jumping around squealing like an idiot.
I collaspe on my bed, dress clutched to my chest, a
dreamy smile on my face.
Tomorrow, my world is going to change.
***
"Achuuu!"
In my hurry, I had failed to notice that the mask I
grabbed has two white feathers tucked on one side.
And I'm alergic to feathers.
"Goddess, after all I'm doing," I mutter and fix my
mask again "my mate should be the king to make it
worth it."
Thought I know I will love him with all my heart, no
matter who he is, a girl can dream, right?
I cast another quick glance at the mirror. My hair is in
an elegant chignon, the makeup light and well done
and the dress makes me look taller than I am. Don't forget to leave a Comment 
