(Ambers POV)
I was exhausted by the time Lily had finished helping me get ready for the date with Ryan. It didn't matter how much I insisted that it wasn't a date, and that it was simply a dinner, she wouldn't hear any of it.
After we had found a dress that met her specifications, she insisted on helping me fix my makeup that she had managed to gather from the curious omega's who also volunteered to help out. Before I knew what was happening I seemed to have a small army of women running around and chattering excitedly at the fact that they were helping their Luna to get ready for a date with their Alpha.
I had gotten so tired of correcting them , that I eventually gave up and let them have their gossip. I didn't see any lasting harm coming from it. The worst that could happen is perhap
