Chapter 17

Drusilla got up from the table and grabbed my hand. Confused, I asked her. “Where are you taking me?”

She replied. “I just don’t want Cal to think I am making his precious girl slog, so you better tell that to him upfront.”

Precious girl?

I blinked and asked. “But did you not say he was in some meeting?”

She shook her head vigorously, her hair flying all around. “Nothing is more important than this. Did you look at this place? This mansion needs some major excitement and this event will infuse some energy in this dull, gloomy place.”

She kept dragging me and I looked down at myself. I was still wearing my pajamas.

“At least let me change.”

As much as I wanted to leave, the thought of walking in on a meeting where everybody was seated in nice formal attire and me just barging into the room wearing pajamas made me feel a bit weird.

Drusilla said that they had not had any event here in ages and if I walked in demanding to be in charge of the event while wearing the night pajamas, what impression would I leave on everybody?

I pictured them all laughing at me, and I resisted Drusilla. She turned back to look at me and gave me a quick once over.

She seemed to have forgotten what I was wearing as well.

“Uh, well, yeah. You do need to change.”

I felt relieved by the fact. I was also stalling for time, wondering what to tell Callahan, so he would listen to me and not doubt

  1. me.

And the fact that I was going to see him again made me nervous all over again.

For some reason, he both terrified me and made me feel drawn to him. I just did not know how to react in front of him.

So, I needed some time to think and prepare myself. Drusilla let go of my hand and pushed me to the room I had been sleeping in.

on, go

even know who put me

as

is already filled with dresses, shoes, sandals

size.”

and shoes my size?

you

“Well, if you did not guess it already…” She took a pause

is your room and everything

would the lycan king shower me with such favors if I was a rogue and he wanted to punish me sooner or later? What was he trying

cannot

Pick

at her, but she only folded her hands on her chest and urged me

fabrics of various colors hung neatly

dresses of all possible varieties, textures and materials. Some were long, some scandalously short, and some I

them, and my fingers brushed

want to go to him all dolled up, so I simply opened

chuckled. “There is another wardrobe for your accessories to pair up with

mouth, and she smiled. “Believe me now? Come on,

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Chapter 17

picked blue jeans and a white bouse hastily. “You might have to wait a bit

shower

said when I took a sniff of my hair. There was possibly dried drool

now you are

rushing towards the

big. There was a fullsize mirror, a big

around warily as I slowly got out of my clothes

range of bottles placed near the shower, all having different body washes, shower gels and

of bottles was on my right, consisting

than the bathroom I was in and I used to go to the shared bathrooms for omegas

used to always get up early and shower in the cold, chilly wind with water droplets that felt as if ice was prickling my skin and hurriedly dry myself off to start doing the

a stark contrast to the life back home. Again, I could not help but wonder why Callahan was

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