“Of course, he knows it.”
I blanched.
“I mean, even Nash mentioned you were acting weird, and Nash never picks up on that sort of thing.”
“That’s it. I’m leaving town.”
She rolled her wing-tipped eyes. “You’renotleaving town.”
“I can’t stay.”
“Of course, you can.”
I leaned back in the padded leather chair, crooked my neck back, and let my lids slam closed.
“He’s single and hot, and so are you.”
“He’s widowed and our freaking Alpha.”
“Sweetie, you’re not the only girl in the pack who’s been ogling the shit out of him.”
“Is that supposed to make me feel better?”
“Yes.”
I cracked my lids open. “How?”
“He doesn’t payanyattention to the others, but he can’t keep his eyes off you.”
“That’s because I keep acting like an infatuated groupie, and I’m his Beta’s little sister.”
She grinned.
“Don’t laugh at me. You’re supposed to be my best friend. Mysupportivebest friend.”
“I’m not laughing.”
“You’re grinning.”
She plugged in a flat iron, then removed the rubber band I’d stuck in my hair before giving Storm his bath.
“What are you doing?”
“Making you look less cavewoman and more femme fatale.”
I stared ahead in the mirror.
“And then you and I are going out on that date we were supposed to have last night.”
“I can’t go out looking like this.”
“Hun, you look beautiful. Now chill and let me work my magic.”
A half hour later, not only had Adalyn tamed my brown mane into glossy curls, but she’d gone at my eyes with her liquid liner, making the darker rings around my pale brown irises pop. It wasn’t magic yet felt magical in how much confidence it infused me with.
As she fixed her white bob, I sent Mom a message that I was having dinner with Adalyn. She asked me where. Since she wasn’t the prying type, I assumed she was still worried about Shifter Zero. “Where are we going?”
“Hmm. Seoul Sister’s the easiest. Is it weird, though?” She patted some serum onto her bluntly-cut ends.
