I stared at myself in the mirror.
The girl looking back didn't feel like me.
Three Omegas moved through the room like they were performing a ritual.
Shade had sent them with strict instructions. He made sure everything was taken care of. From the moment they arrived, it was clear. He hadn't left a single detail to chance.
The gown was all black. Floor-length. Sculpted. Regal in a way I'd never been. Even when I stayed still, the fabric moved. It looked polished. Luna-coded from top to bottom.
They brought transformation. Elegant black heels that added several inches. Black jewelry. Perfume so delicate it felt wrong on my skin. They scrubbed every trace of me away until the girl in the mirror looked ready for display.
I didn't know her.
She looked untouchable. Not wrecked. Not angr
