Fated To My Lycan Stepbrothers
Chapter 100

I turned off the shower. "Now let's go out there and change into something better than this."

When I entered the room, Kyle and Zeke were nowhere to be found. I figured they gave me a chance to wear the new gown. My breath constricted as I sighted the beautiful gown on the bed. There were six gowns actually.

"Oh!" I gasped at the sheer beauty. There were some pairs of shoes beside each one. It was as if they were asking me to choose one out of all of them. They were simply stunning! I stood there, awestruck by the sight of those six exquisite gowns laid out before me. Zeke and Kyle really went out of their way to do this.

It all made sense now why they were both acting suspicious.

Slowly, I crept closer to them. Each dress was a unique work of art. It would make things difficult for me. I reached out to Naya immediately because she must have a say in this. We've never gotten to wear such an expensive gown such as this. They were all beautiful and made for princesses!

"Look! The blue one... just the right color of our eyes!" Naya was rolling on the floor of my mind with excitement. "They chose our color!"

I chuckled at her dramatic state, proceeding to examine it properly. She was right. It was the color of my eyes. It was made of shimmering blue lace. I sighed, moving onto the next dress. There was nothing extraordinary about it.

"We have other gowns to check out, Naya." I said, ignoring her whine about the blue dress. I shouldn't have said she had a say in this selection. The second gown was silver in color. Every little design in it sparkled like starlight. No. Not my type, I dropped the fabric. Besides, it would itch all the way through and I wouldn't like that. I loved my comfort, you see.

The next gown was a bold emerald green dress that looked fit for a forest queen. I was no forest queen and my mother would look better in that dress anyway.

"You are just being bitter." Naya pouted from the side. At least I got her to stop being dramatic and choose a dress we wouldn't regret later on. Who knew how the meeting would go? I really didn't want anyone to stare me down. I was with the Alphas of my pack, I should dress like one. I eyed the fourth gown suspiciously. It was a classic black gown with a dramatic train. Jeez... I bet Kyle chose this to tease me. I'd look like a widow!

The fifth gown was red and soft to the touch. It emitted a lavender scent that enticed me. What's worse, it was the color of my hair. A vibrant red. "Nah." I and Naya disagreed immediately. I wasn't as fragile as I looked so this would certainly send that message across. Finally, a vibrant purple dress that stood out from the rest. I froze at the spot to admire its texture. "What do you think?"

"I think we have spent so much time selecting the best gown, but I also think this gown is the one."

I grinned, glad that we were both on the same track. My hands gently traced the fabric, feeling its softness against my skin. "This one," I whispered to myself, a smile tugging at the corners of my lips. It was as if the dress had called out to me, and I couldn't resist its charms. Without thinking, I dropped my towel, preparing to wear the purple gown. It was simply stunning how purple suddenly became my signature color. It was the combination of my eye and hair.

A reminder of who I used to be. Once a chrysalis and now a butterfly.

"Try it." Naya urged. She too was okay with the color.

I rolled my eyes. "I am." The gown went over my head without problems.

"Go to the mirror, let me see you fully." I ran to the only mirror hanging on the wall. It was a perfect fit, hugging my curves in all the right places, and the way it flowed around me made me feel like a princess.

"It's perfect." I could hear Naya mutter in awe.

As I twirled in front of the mirror, my happiness was indescribable. I couldn't remember the last time I'd felt this carefree and beautiful. "I feel amazed!" My mouth almost hurt from smiling too much. It's been forever since I wore a gown not to talk more of a princess-like gown.

They were expensive as f**k! I smiled at my reflection in admiration. Then I began to notice the changes. My eyes were beginning to show purple glints and when I blinked, my once blue pupils became purple in color. "What's going on? You are changing." Naya began to panic.

Could it be as a result of how happy you are?"

I shook my head, wondering too. It didn't stop there as my red hair began to shift and change, transforming into a vibrant shade of purple that perfectly matched the dress. I gasped in amazement, watching as the color spread from root to tip, as if my hair and the dress were meant to be together. "s**!!" I exclaimed in shock.

Naya nodded in affirmative. "Now that's what I am talking about!" She pranced about proudly. "Take a picture with the boys later. I want to see your frame high up for everyone to see. You deserve it, Naya." She finished with a little crack in her voice. She was getting emotional.

"Oh, come on." I chided, not happy with her state. "Consider the irony of this and get yourself together. We are in the enemy's territory. We need to look good for our funeral."

"Stop talking about death. The boys will be there for you."

I smiled bitterly at my reflection. "Yet they chose to hide the truth from me." No number of gowns would change the way I feel about them. My love for them would grow stronger everyday and that was it.

Naya refuses to say a word after that. Instead I decided to complete the look with a pair of clear heels that were placed next to the dresses. The shoes were surprisingly comfortable, and they added a better touch to my outfit, perfect making me feel like I was walking on air. It was

Naya's tail wagged happily as she looked me up and down from the mirror. "The heels compliment your gown and that shade of purple suits you perfectly." Oh, a nice change of topic? Good. It was better than the last

I chuckled and reached out to tuck a strand of my hair behind my ears. If Naya wasn't ashamed to compliment me like this, it meant I really looked good. Then what would the Alpha say? Why would Kyle say? The thought of that made me giddy. "This is just a fun change for today. I may not have the opportunity for this again."

It was back to depressing thoughts again. s**t! Naya continued this time, "You know, I've been thinking about something. I've seen you in all kinds of situations, but this is the first time I've seen you in a dress like this. It's different. It's your power." Damn Naya for being right in almost everything. I sat down on the bed to collect my thoughts. "It is different. Change can be refreshing."

Naya c****d her head to the side, her blue eyes filled with curiosity. "Maybe if you told them you overheard them, we would wear this forever. You know what I mean. Or isnt that why you chose the purple dress? To try something new? A difference?"

I nodded, grateful for Naya's understanding. "Yes, exactly." Maybe that was why my elder color was purple. Naya was blue while my red hair bullied me and stood me out. The combination of this was perfect. Plus, it's such a beautiful dress, better than the rest and it made me feel happy the moment I put it on. It helped me transform into a matching outfit. "Sometimes, it's important to follow our instincts and go with what makes us feel good."

Naya let out a contented sigh and laid down, her tail still wagging. "You always know how to make the best choices."

"Zeke and Kyle need to see this." I said finally preparing to stand up. Just as I was about to leave the room and show off my new attire, I heard a soft, melodious voice. "My, my, don't you look absolutely stunning in that dress.

"

Startled, I spun around to replace Kyle walking into the room. I must have been so lost in our discussion that I didn't hear the door. I guessed I was taking too much time. "Suits you perfectly." Zeke grinned like prince charming.

This was the first time I have seen him smile genuinely. He gave Kyle a high five. "We were right!"

I narrowed my eyes on them. "You mean you just added these ones but knew I'd choose the purple?"

Kyle snorted. "I think I should call you the purple lady now."

"You should." (replied sarcastically to which he and Zeke snickered.