Big Bad Wolfie novel Chapter 4

"Try this one."

  Blondie threw me another dress. This one is fire engine red and strapless.

  Ugh, strapless. My worst enemy.

I held it out in front of me. "Ummm, that's cute. Where's the rest of it?"

"Funny. Now shut up and put it on," she responded flatly.

I chuckled. "You think I'm kidding? Where's the bottom half?!"

"Believe me," she shoved it back into my chest, annoyed, "you may have a bit more to cover back there than most, but it's there."

I let out a huff at that but turned to head behind the changing curtain. "I hate all of you," I threw over my shoulder.

Just wanted that fact to be known.

I squeezed into the dress.

Oh my Goddess.

There's no mirror in here, but I don't need one to know there must be a bottom half of this dress that got lost in production or something. Either that, or the company wanted to save money on cloth.

'Cause I have shirts that cover more than this.

  And the completely sheer skirt that starts at my waist and falls down to the floor does not count as 'coverage'.

Not to mention, my air supply is being cut off by how freaking tightly this thing is clinging to me. Things are being squeezed that should not be squeezed.

"Come on! How long does it take to slip on an oversized, over priced tube sock with a curtain around it?" I heard blondie complain.

"Thank you!" I yelled in agreement.

She banged on the wall next to the curtain. "You have three seconds and I'm opening this curtain. So if you're not covered, do it quick." I saw her fingers wrap around the cloth. "3."

"Oh, um, that's not really a good idea."

"2."

"We don't even need to bother showing it, it —"

"1."

No more curtain between me and the rest of the cruel, judgmental world.

Everyone in the room could see the red mini dress that was trying to pass itself as a gown with its floor length, see through train. Along with my exposed shoulders.

I immediately looked to blondie, and the shock was evident on her face. Not too evident, 'cause she's trying to hide it, but still there.

Hm. Guess she underestimated what it actually takes to cover up back there.

  And other things in need of covering.

  I gestured to the too tight dress.

Or kid's red beach towel.

"What? Doesn't it just scream class?" I put my hand on my hip and stuck it out. Probably nearly flashing everyone in the room with the slight movement.

She stayed staring silently. Probably too stunned to respond.

  I decided to help her out. "Next?"

  "Next," she nodded.

I hopped off the platform I was on and took to the racks myself before any of them could get out of shock.

I know exactly where I'm heading. I just have to get there before —

"Hey, where do you think you're going?!"

Well that didn't last long.

I kept walking but Blondie swooped in. "You don't have a say in this."

"Why?" I questioned, frowning.

"Because, judging by what you were wearing before, that would be a serious mistake."

"Oh, c'mon. Just this blue dress." I grabbed onto it.

"No."

"You didn't even look at it, just —"

The male warrior came over and pulled me by the arm back to the main area. "Woah! Oh, c'mon. Ah. Oof. Okay! You don't have to be so rough," I narrowed my eyes at him.

He ignored me and sat back down.

I rolled my eyes and plopped onto a chair too.

This is more exhausting than I thought it was gonna be.

Blondie threw me the next dress, and it was the same thing all over again.

Except this time it was black and lacy and — thank goodness — will provide a little more coverage. It goes down to the floor with a slit to my mid thigh. The lace covers the whole dress and it's back is sheer. A big no-no.

And the plunge neck line is a little much.

  Also, did she not learn her lesson about strapless dresses from the last one?

  The same ordeal followed. Went in, didn't want to come out — not so much for decency's sake this time, it was just ugly on me — Blondie got mad and threatened to pull the curtain back. Then did. I ran off in the direction of a dress that I know won't make me look like a sausage in its wrapping. (Why is everything they're giving me so form fitting?!) Warrior came over and dragged me back.

Then, I heard a. . . Growling? coming from the entrance of the room.

Well, that's new.

It was short and cut off abruptly, but I definitely heard it. It was deep and dark and made something churn inside me.

I turned to see the origins of it and found their alpha/my mate/holy crap I don't even know his name, standing there.

His gaze burned holes into the guy holding my arm as he glared at him.

Ohhh, now I know what's going on here.

I had to fight the urge to smirk.

Their alpha cleared his throat swiftly, sending the message loud and clear without even speaking.

I was immediately released.

The smirk got harder to suppress.

  Haha

He went back to semi normal and gave me a once over.

Then something unexpected happened.

A boyish grin slipped onto his face.

I raised an eyebrow. Well then. I didn't peg him as the type to grin adorably.

Now mind you, It's not for the ideal reason, but he still surprised me. The rock hard features on his face are softer now.

I thought he was the uptight, no fun type. Always with a straight, hard face, and when he wasn't, he would try and hide it. But no. He'll look you in the eye and smirk boyishly.