Chapter 18 - Umiko

I don’t know what I expected from Fenriz, but his rudeness wasn’t what I banked on. Yes, I changed my image a little, but that gave him no right to break my spirit.

/“You changed because of what that witch said!”/ Ahmya huffs as anger fills her aura. /“I told you to ignore their taunts and pressures!”/

/“I know,”/ I say as I wipe the makeup from my face at the vanity and kick off my heels. /“I just wanted him to like me.”/

/“You’re his mate; HE ALREADY LIKES YOU!”/ she says, not helping at all.

I sigh, remove the clinging red dress from my body, and settle on the lilac summer dress and my flats. After using a beauty wipe, I remove the last remnants of the over-done makeup and look at myself in the mirror.

Plain. Everyone has always called me plain for as long as I can remember. I wasn’t graceful and timid like my mother or beautiful like my sisters. I barely had curves and an average cup size - there was nothing noticeable about me except the fact that I was just. so. plain.

I turn