L E I L A N I
We spent the next hour getting ready for dinner. Amelia changed her outfit three times, each one more inappropriate for a pack dinner than the last.
"No," I said, holding up a black mini dress. "You're not wearing that."
"Why not? It's my favorite dress!"
"Because we're not going to a club in London," I said, handing her a pair of jeans and a simple blouse. "Wear this."
She pouted but did as she was told.
I opted for a pair of black trousers and a silk shirt. I wanted to look professional, but also approachable.
We walked over to the Alpha's house where we were met by Ronan and Ethan.
"You look beautiful," Ronan said, his eyes lingering on me a little too long for my liking.
I offered a small, professional smile. "Thank you."
The dining room was large, with a long t
