Page 86 of Broken Wolf Heart
Several minutes later, a woman arrives with a handful of outfit choices from the boutique down the block. While my color sets, I’m tucked into and out of a dozen different outfits until both Alejandro and the boutique clerk deem one of them “truly exquisite.”
Two hours later, I stare at my reflection and barely recognize myself. The girl looking back at me has sleek, styled hair that hangs in perfect waves. A deep emerald dress that hugs her body in a classy, subtly sexy way. Heels sharp enough to command attention.
I look like someone worth listening to.
I look like a leader.
A knock sounds at the door to the private dressing room Alejandro provided. Whoever it is doesn’t wait for me to answer before pushing the door open. I turn as Mia sweeps inside, followed by Andy, both of them looking a mixture of amused and impressed.
“What are you doing here?” I ask, bracing myself for a rant about safety and allowing myself to be guarded at all times.
“What the hell does it look like?” Mia replies. “We’re watching your back.”
“But…how did you know where to find me?”
“Find you?” Mia shares a look with Andy that suggests I’m being slow. “We’ve been following you since you left the house.”
“And we’ve had enough of guarding the exits,” Andy puts in.
I blink. Since I left the house? “I didn’t sense you.”
“Okay, maybe not since you left,” Mia amends. “But close.”
“We picked up your trail at the thrift store,” Andy explains.
“But how—” I stop as realization dawns. “Grey.”
“He was going to make us leave you alone as long as you were in wolf form and away from the city. But when you shifted back and came here, he said we should find you and keep a closer eye on you,” Andy says.
“He didn’t come himself,” I say, glancing past them toward the front doors.
“He said he had something else to take care of,” Andy says, and worry spears through me. I search the bond to make sure Grey is okay. He was targeted with that interview too.
“Is he all right?” I ask.
“He’s fine,” Mia says, but I shake my head.
“His dad outed him about Dom. Maybe I should have stayed.”
“You should know that not a single pack member said a word about Dom’s death after you left,” Andy says.
“Literally no one,” Mia adds wryly. “Vincenzo only tossed it in to upset you.”
I blow out a breath, remembering the way the guards practically thanked Grey for doing it.
“I hope it’s okay that we’re here,” Andy adds.
“It’s fine,” I assure her. “I just… didn’t expect it.”
“Yeah, well, I didn’t expect you to come to my favorite salon without me,” Mia pouts. “If anyone’s going to be pissed, it’s me.”
My lips curve upward. “I’m sorry. Forgive me?”
“You’re a pain in the ass,” Mia scowls, hands on her hips.
Andy grins, gaze sweeping the length of me now. “But a gorgeous one.”
I don’t answer. Even with their swift forgiveness and easy jokes, I still half-expect anger. A lecture.
