Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers novel Chapter 26

Chapter 26: Shopping With Everests Siblings

(Author’s POV)

The dress on display was captivating. It was made especially for Nora and the color scheme was that of Moon Shine packs’ colors, black and purple.

"Eeee, I’m soo excited to try this on, wait for me guys" Nora was thumping her foot in excitement, her hands on her face, feeling thrilled.

She didn’t settle down with the rest and instantly went up to try on the stunning piece of artwork created by Alana.

Alana was the best in the business. One has to make an appointment one year in advance, but the case of Everests’ was totally different. They were the cream of the crop even among the rich folks and Alana’s benefactor as well, so she always accommodated their request even when she was tight on schedule.

After ten minutes or so, the curtains were parted and Nora stood in the middle of the spotlight dazzling like sunshine. The dress hugged every curve of her body just right, giving her tall figure a feminine charm. The tiara crown added to her grace, making her look like a princess. No, she was looking, like the moon goddess herself has descended on earth. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Nora grinned from ear to ear, sticking her left foot out to pose with her bare leg out, "How do I look, Myra?"

"You look gorgeous" Myra complimented her sincerely. The dress, the color, the accessories everything was like it was meant for Nora, she was happy to see Nora happy and dazzling.

"Thank you Alana, you have done a great job" Nora thanked the designer.

"That’s what I am best at" Alana winked back at her.

"Now, it’s your turn Myra, be prepared beeee-cause It’s going to take a while" Dion cooed in her right ear.

She looked at him with a puzzled expression. Elio casually said, "What Dion means is that, Nora’s dress has been finalized so it is time we choose a suitable dress for you."

Alana, getting the cue, gestured for her staff to bring on multiple dresses. Soon a flurry of people dragged several evening gowns out. Myra eyes widened in shock, she hesitantly said, "No need for such hassle, I can just choose something simple."

"No no Ms., what may I call you?" Alana asked her.

"Myra Miracle"

Nora interrupted, "It’s pleasing to the eye but the dress isn’t much glamorous." Alana and Clara understood Nora and agreed with her, it was true. Although, the look was alluring but it wasn’t suitable for the party. But Myra liked such reserved clothing. Before she could voice out her opinion Nora said, "We’ll try on few more."

When the curtains were flung open again, Myra wore an A-Line navy hued cocktail formal dress with a slightly deep neck line.

Although, it was uncomfortable for Myra but it was still bearable. She looked elegant and sophisticated giving her a refined and ladylike look. Myra stood there waiting for the others to give their reviews. This time Dion frowned a bit saying, "It is a party not an office meeting, though Myra looks stunning but this won’t do."

Dion stood up and racked through the collection of alluring dresses himself. "This will do, ummm and this one and you will look sexy in this one as well." He handed around four different styled dresses to Clara, all dripping with glamour. Soon Myra was shoved to the backroom again.

When Myra saw the first outfit, her eyes dilated. It was just too revealing. It was a black lacy fishtail evening gown embedded with shiny diamond of the same color, but its neck was too deep and it was strapless. Then she went onto see the second one, and got the same result. It was a red sheath maxi dress with spaghetti strap. It had a heart shaped neck line but the catch was it was translucent from the stomach and legs.

Myra scratched her head, not knowing what to do. She saw the other two dresses as well. One was a golden sequin backless ball gown and the last one was also red in color but a very vibrant shade of crimson with long V neck. The double slit with train gave it an ultra-sexy feel to it. All in all it was a top notch master’s work.

To Be Continued . . . . . . . . . . .