On the next morning, maids woke them up with brand new clothes and bathtubs ready for them. Helena hadn't felt that spoiled in years.

“Hey,” she greeted Shawn, closing the door of her room. The pale gold dress they had given her to wear was sliding on the ground, and she felt like royalty.

“Hey. You look great!” He smiled, but it didn't reach his eyes. He was wearing a light blue shirt and dark pants. He was hot, and Helena knew everybody could see it. She just hoped his mate would also notice that. And maybe give him one more chance to talk?

A maid escorted them to a...