ALPHA'S REDEMPTION

A'S

ow over the room. As I sat up, trying to blink the sleep from my eyes, I couldn't help but feel disorientated as I tried to fig

ser sat against the far wall, its surface bare except for an old family picture. The floor was covered with a simple beige carpet and across the bed was an ancient looking armchair that sat facing the large window and that's w

Zeph

rs. I instinctively glanced towards the door, my brows furrowing with concern and just as I returned my eyes to the windowsill,

isms. The aroma of the pancakes seemed to come in stronger than ever. My stomach

en moved to the sink, turning on the faucet and letting the wa

reached for a towel to dab my face, my gaze lifted to the mirror. My hazel eyes stared back at me, as my wild and untamed silver

f my face. It was in the shape of a vine disappearing into my hairl

tchen. My parents were bustling about, with my mum at the stove flipping over pancakes

id with a chuckle. "We were beginning to

way to have a sit. "Sorry, I gues

get some essentials for the house. Not feeling pleased in the slight

ot dressed and with the list of groceries and equipments we

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vendors, the clanging of pots and pans and the laughter of children scurrying between the stalls. The aromas of different pr

conscious about my birthmark. While we had not been physically confronted yet, whispers followed us and I could sense the curious glances of other shoppers, feel their wary eyes following our every

to the side, her eyes downcast and her shoulders slumped. What stood out to me was the other kids were laughing and playing aroun

ly, offering her a s

of kids, laughing and running about, then quickly averted her gaze, her smile disappearing. "They... they don't wa

rl. "Well that's just not fair at all. Everyone deserv

, a hint of hope in her eyes.

differences probably makes you more interesting and fun to be around." I le

to channel this energy outwards. Suddenly, a cloud of butterflies were swirling around us, flutterin

e asked in awe, tentatively reac

bit of magic. And I think the

ce and twirl playfully around her. She gig

the few people around, even the kids had stopped

relief. "Vee! There you are." She scooped up the girl, pulling her in a tight emb

me for a few seconds. "You're the family that was banned by the alpha, aren't you?"

er, Vivian. I've been working on a ball gown for the alpha's upcoming betrothal ceremony and I've been search

y parents who had just joined us. Their expression showed that they

ure." I stuttered, un

her eyes pleading. "You don't have to pay a dime, just a shou

rket. I looked down at the little girl, Vivian who was gazing at me with hopeful eyes an

l?" My mother pi

gasped. "More reason why I need your sup

of dropping the gown into a box to wait for another festivity to try again buy the moment I saw you, I knew you'l

ee, we weren't invited to

"Everyone's invited to th

They both shrugged, seemingly leaving the decision up to me. I turned to

it." The words slipped out

ball gown and the upcoming festivities at the pack house. The stall was small but vibrant, filled with an array of different materials, fabrics

restry surrounding our home. The fabric was skillfully woven with intricate patterns that resembled the twisting vines of ancient trees. The skirt flowed gracefully, the layers of tulle and

at revealed the expanse of the back, cascading down were more of those captivati

e rich color would bring out the warmth in my hazel eyes, how the intricate embroidery would bring

it but as I ran my fingers over the fabric, I could feel the care and attention that had gone into this creation. It was as if Eliza had somehow managed to capture the essence o

ed to wear this g

be on our way. We said our goodbyes to the pair, thanking Eliza for the ethereal gown and promising Vivian

itles to t