Mia’s POV
As much as I am excited about this wedding to come, I really hate the girly parts. I feel like I have been measured and pricked to an inch of my life. Naturally, I couldn’t stay still, so the pins kept on pricking me through the fabric. I could just wear something from my closet, but no, it wouldn’t fit in with Gio’s vision.
“Suck it up Mia. Don’t you want to look beautiful for our mate?” Athena asks me and I mentally roll my eyes. “Of course I do, but why can’t I just go buy a dress? I am sure I can find a nice one that fits.” I answered.
“You know you have big boobs; dresses always need to be altered anyway. So put a smile on your face so that your friends can see how much you appreciate their effort.” Athena says. “Jeez, are you my mom or my wolf? Fine, I will suck it up.
