‘s**t, I have nothing to wear! Why did my dumb luck decide to happen again? Why did the King and his royal guard have to be visiting a nearby pack when I decided to spill my guts? Ugh’
I had been complaining to my wolf from the time we got home after giving blood all the way through my sob fest, a hot bath, lunch, and now, while I stand here looking at my closet full of clothes, butt ass naked with no idea what to wear. So many choices of clothing but what are you supposed to wear in front of royalty? They didn’t really cover anything at the school about them, not that I paid much attention. I focused more on the humans so I could blend in better after I turned eighteen and ran from the pack.
‘Just ask the guys.’ She was full of useless suggestions today. ‘Just freakin do it. Geez.’
Ug
