Aria's POV
But when I pulled the door open, it wasn't Damian standing there.
It was the boutique manager from this afternoon, holding two enormous gift boxes wrapped in cream silk and tied with gold ribbon. The kind of packaging that screamed *obscenely expensive*.
"Miss Smith." He inclined his head respectfully.
"Alpha King Andrew and Luna Queen Elena requested these be delivered to you this evening. The gowns you tried on today have been altered to your exact measurements, along with the matching jewelry sets."
I stared at the boxes, my brain refusing to compute. "For me?"
"Yes, Miss. All six gowns, as per the Luna Queen's instructions. She was quite insistent that you have them for tomorrow's ceremony."
Tomorrow's ceremony. My engagement ceremony. The one I'd lear
