Alora's POV - Seven Years Later.4

I scowled as I stared in the mirror, scanning my eyes over the skimpy blood-red dress clinging to my too much-exposed body. I'd take pants or even a full-body suit over this dress any day.

′Quit your yapping. It's only for a few hours, so suck it up.′ Allie, my wolf quipped.

′You won't be the one wearing this all night.′ I moaned, ′I'll be the one being ogled and attracting all the unwanted attention.′

She huffed and rolled her eyes. She retreated to the back of my mind again and left me to suffer alone. When my mum gave me this dress, I...