Chapter 1: Hidden From The Alpha
"Hurry! Get up to the attic and hide!" the woman urged, her voice low but desperate, her plump figure barring the stairwell as she pushed the taller girl upward.
"I can’t let the Alpha see you," she added sharply, her brown eyes darting to the front window as a sleek black car rolled into view.
Mirabelle hesitated, her long brown hair slipping over her shoulder as she turned back, her striking blue eyes narrowing. "But I’m hungry. Can’t I at least bring something to eat up there?" she complained, her tone petulant but melodic.
"No! There’s no time," her aunt, Claudine snapped, her gaze hardening. "His car is already here." she pointed out.
"Ugh." Mirabelle sighed dramatically, pulling her skirt higher as she trudged up the stairs, the wood creaking under her weight.
From the plush couch in the corner, Sally snickered.
Her eager grin, made ridiculous by the garish smear of red lipstick, stretched as she lazily kicked her legs. "Go away, Mirabelle. Don’t ruin this for me."
Mirabelle paused at the top of the stairs, rolling her eyes. "Okay, sorry," she muttered half-heartedly before disappearing into the shadows above.
Sally stood, spinning on her heel with exaggerated grace, her silky brown hair cascading down her back. "Well? How do I look?" she asked, striking a pose for her mother.
Her mother’s lips parted in awe, her hands fluttering to her chest. "You look... like you’ll keep the alpha prince here forever," she replied, her voice trembling with excitement.
Sally’s smile widened, her brown eyes sparkling as she tilted her chin. Every strand of her smooth hair was flawless, her cat-eye liner drawn in sharp, precise lines.