Olivia's POV
Wendy opened the package, and inside was a designer dress.
There was also a card from Zander that read, "Claw me, claw thee."
I chuckled and set the card aside, telling Wendy, "No need to order a gown for me anymore."
Gotta admit, he was pretty thoughtful.
On the day of the auction, Zander's car was waiting downstairs at Wonder Company at 6 PM, and I hadn't even had time to change into my gown.
As soon as I arrived downstairs, I saw Zander in a slick white suit leaning against his Cayenne.
He had one hand in his pocket, the other holding his cellphone.
Perhaps hearing my footsteps, he looked up at me. His deep eyes sparkled, his thin lips curving into a half-smile. He said, "How about joining me for dinner?"
Even though I had seen many outstanding and handsome werewol
