"How nicely do I have to dress?"
"Nothing too extravagant," Zanthus responded with a small shrug, buttoning up his white dress shirt as he sat on the edge of the bed. I wrapped the towel tighter around my body, pursing my lips as I scanned my wardrobe. "You can dress casually."
"But what will all the other she-wolves be wearing?" I ran a hand through my damp curls, puffing out my cheeks and deflating them as I released air from my mouth. The sudden stress of wanting to blend in with the other she-wolves was overwhelming.
Zanthus had thought it to be a good idea to call a lunch for all the she-wolves. I, at first, was willingly ready to comply with the idea, but as I stood in front of my wardrobe, I cursed my compliance. I was worried that if I dressed too ostentatiously, I'd be consider
