Nora
She’d gone downstairs and walked into Jace’s office with her mother trailing her. She rapped lightly on his office door “Jace.” She’d addressed him informally, something she knew he would like.
He’d looked up at her. “Yes, Nora.”
“I just thought I’d let you know. I’m going into the pack’s town to do some shopping with my mother,” she told him.
“What is it that you need? Perhaps I can call ahead.” He offered with a smile.
“No, nothing like that. I’m just going to buy a dress for dinner this evening. You stated it was going to be cocktail wear, and mother here tells me I should dress up for the occasion.”
“Goodness Jace, I looked at the dress she has picked out for dinner and...” and she shook her head. “Not what I would call a cocktail dress.”
“Hey, I like that dress. It’s actua
