Chapter 60

Kara

After much persuasion, Katie coerced me out the door the next morning after she had supervised my outfit choice. I had changed three times because my first two choices weren’t ‘date attire,’ whatever that means. So, I was wearing Katie’s pink pleated skirt and a white cropped top with my trainers. It was the one thing I had insisted on as Katie tried to force me into a pair of strappy heals.

I had my hair swept up in a messy bun with a few strands around my face. I think this is the girliest I have ever looked. Even Aurora hadn’t been able to dress me up like this. I guess she doesn’t know Katie like I do. She may look like candyfloss, but the girl is a storm. I’m seeing why Dawson gives into all the pink fluffy crap she has around the pack house. Barbies dream house would be a more accurate depiction of the place.

The door slammed right behind me, stopping me from retreating. Not that it was possible with Winter strolling up the stairs, his warm, charming smile on his face, as