Skylar's P.O.V
A lick of mascara, a dab of powder, a layer of lip gloss and I was all done. Well, my make up was done. Now all I had to do was decide on my outfit and style my hair. Great.
In approximately an hour, I was going to be standing outside the Alpha's house and I'm freaking out!
His words kept ringing in my mind. 'You are dangerous. A threat Skylar, and as long as you're still here, someone will get hurt.'
He was right. It was inevitable. Someone would get hurt and it would be my fault. I'd have no-one else to blame but myself and the guilt, the guilt alone was enough to destroy me.
Right now though, I just had to focus on trying to get through this dinner.
My hair was a tangled mess. The comb wouldn't even get rid of some of the knots so I was forced to improvise.
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