A rather loud knock echoed through the air, causing me to jump, shocked by the fact that there was yet another person who seemed determined to see me. I had already been attacked by the two tailoring ladies, who had brought another set of dresses with them, effectively doubling the amount that we initially had left to alter.
I would be lying if I said that I saw the point in doing all of this, that I understood why it was necessary. I knew that it was to please the mysterious Alpha Marcel in the event that he decides to grace me with his presence, to finally put me out of the misery and allow me to put a face to the voice that had already erased itself out of my memory.
“Come in.”
Almost as soon as the door opened, I found myself thinking that I should have kept quiet
