Rejected You Alpha, for A Beast
Chapter 42

JESSICA’S POV

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“K**s me.” I pout as I lean into the car through his rolled down window. The sun shining into his emerald orbs make them look lighter, a pistachio kind of green. His lips pucker as he leans out of the window, kissing my lips softly. “I will be done in an hour, you have my card, use it to get yourself the perfect dress for your luna party.” He winks at me.

I don’t want to use his card, but he insists on it and I feel like it would be a slap in his face if I don’t use it.

I don’t want to hurt his feelings, but with the salary Nick always gave me every month, I am rich and can take care of myself for years on end without working, if I don’t live the lavish life.

“Can I get two?” I batt my eyelashes and his c***s to the side, his hairy brows raising. “Something for the people and something for you.” I shrug and a bright ring light appears around his orbs, “Oh yeah? Go for it.” He grins slyly and my heart begins to thunder.

“Go , I have ten minutes to get to that meeting.” He glances down at his watch, “Then go.” I push myself off his car and step back.

His eyes trail over me once more as his teeth dig into his full bottom l*p, dragging to the side of his mouth.

“Bye.” He reverses out of the parking lot of the “All, Everything Boutique” it’s a cool name, but we will have to see if they have all and everything because this place doesn’t look big.

I wave as he stares at me while pulling away and I inhale a deep breath before clutching my little purse to me. I turn on my heel and stride into the boutique.

I’m helped immediately, a tall blonde takes my purse and hands me champagne, it’s definitely the strangest exchange I have ever made.

“I will be helping you today.” Her voice is so elegant and she’s beautiful too.

“Thank you.” I beam and follow her to a locker space where she puts my purse into the compartment and locks it, putting the key that’s around a small stretchable beaded string around my wrist.

“This is so that things don’t get stolen.” She smiles and I thank her again.

We walk out onto the floor when she turns to me, “What kind of dress do you want or need?” She beams so excitingly that it sort of feels like she has had a quiet day.

“I want a…” how the hell do I tell her that I’m practically being crowned a leader of a pack which consists of wolves.

“Something powerful and…elegant.” I stare at her and I watch as her mind spins as she glances around, trying to replace the perfect dress.

“And then I want another dress, something small and intimate.” I grin and her eyes widen as she smiles, “Would you like the intimate dress to fit under the elegant one?” The knowing look in her eyes makes me wonder if she lives as lavishly as I do.

“I think so.” I smile and we start our journey on dress searching.

Ten minutes, five dresses and she shoves me to the dressing room while she goes to look for more.

I strip out of my simple dress and start to try on the dresses.

The first one was a deep vibrant red, it was stunning, but red on me makes me look like a hooker with my dark hair. I can’t deny that I look hot, but this is a serious party, it’s a big part of my life and I want to do it right, I want to get up in front of everybody and have them think I’m beautiful, not hot like a hooker.

I sigh as I unzip it from under my arm and I pick the yellow dress next.

The dress’ sleeves don’t sit on my shoulders, it sits on the side of my arms. The chest piece is beautiful, but it’s pushing my breasts together and up into my chin.

The skirt part of the dress is probably my favorite since it has this beautiful high slit, the skirt itself is flowy and it has this sparkle it in, but the entire dress just isn’t for me.

I take it off and I freeze when I notice the pistachio colored dress in front of me. It’s this beautiful green and it matches the color of Nathaniel’s eyes when the sun shines down in it.

“Wow.” I mutter and hook it off the hanger before trying it on.

“Oh my-“ I stare blankly at myself and I throw open the curtain and step back to see myself stand it in from afar.

It fits perfectly, it has a beautiful slit from the thigh on the side, the skirt is flowy, it’s a beautiful light color, the top part of the skirt is beyond anything I have ever seen. The pistachio looks sneer around the stomach and ribs, my breasts covered and there’s little white flowers embroidered onto it.

I feel like a f*****g princess in this dress.

‘I don’t think Princesses swear.’ Zola snorts and I roll my eyes at her sarcasm.

Princesses aren’t suppose to swear, but they do anyway and I am not a real princess.

“Jess?” A too familiar voice makes me turn to the side and I stare at Nick, standing in front of a dressing room, holding a tuxedo. “What are you doing here?” I ask breathlessly. “What do you mean?” He scoffs, “You have a tuxedo at home.” My eyes flick down to the covered material in his hand, “Oh, I know. I am just getting this one fitted.” He shrugs.

I ignore him while I blankly stare at him.

“That’s a beautiful dress.” Nick smiles as his forest orbs trail over my body. I want to thank him and ask him if it’s the right dress, but I know it would be inappropriate to do that since he is my ex.

“Thanks.” My body is as stiff as a board, tense and overflowing with fear.

I’m not afraid he’ll hurt me, but there’s no way that we’re at the same spot right now.

“Why are you getting your suit fitted?” I ask curiously. There shouldn’t actually be a reason, but everything he does these days just doesn’t seem like him. It feels like her.

“Tiffany said it would look much better for her party.” He sighs, snorting a little as he drags a hand through his hair. “Her party?” My heart sinks at the thought of him having a luna party for her. That is my pack, those people love me, not her. They will never love her.

“Yeah, it’s her birthday tomorrow.” He smiles, a genuine smile while his forest orbs light up.

He loves her.

“Oh, well happy birthday to her then.” I remove a string of hair from my eyes, tucking it behind my ears as I glance to the floor.

“What are you dress shopping for?” Nick asks, the sadness in his eyes doesn’t go away as he stares into my grey orbs. “My Luna party.” I force a smile, I actually don’t want to smile at all. It feels as if I’m tubbing it in his face right now.

“Oh, congrats.” He clears his throat before looking away and he disappears into the fitting room.

My mouth opens to try and stop him, but it just falls shut again after he’s out of sight.

As I want to shut the curtain after entering the dressing room, the girl comes in with five more dresses, but she stops in her tracks when her eyes fall on me and she stares at me agape, throwing the dresses in her hand on the chair beside her, “That is beautiful, I think that’s the one.” She grins and I glance down at the pistachio colored dress, smiling because it reminds me of his eyes this morning. “You think? It feels light.” I shrug and her eyes narrow on me, “No, the intimate one.” Her head nods as she slowly speaks and a deep blush creeps up my face, I could feel my cheeks heat up. “Really?” I ask and she nods, “We actually have similar in a very short dress, do you want to try it on?” I nod and she smiles before turning on her heel, stopping and she looks at me over her shoulder, “And try the blue for the elegant one.” She whips her hair back and marches off.

I close the curtain and glance to the side where multiple dresses still hang against the wall and I take out the silk royal blue dress and try it on.

I stare at myself in awe in the mirror, the dress has very thin straps that sit perfectly on the outsides of my collarbones, the top part hugging my breasts together and it hugs my waist yet looks like it riles up around my ribs and front.

It has a little puff around my lower h**s and then it flows out with a wide slit to make it easier to walk in the front. It goes straight down the back, showing off my a*s and it would fit perfectly with my sparkling silver heels.

“Did you try on the blue?” The girl calls out to me from outside and I turn, feeling giddy as I open the curtain and the way her eyes trail down my body has me feeling conscious until the impressed expression takes over her face.

“My my…I am good and you look ever better than gold.” She holds the very short pistachio colored dress that has the same top than the one I tried on in her hand. “So is this dress a yes?” I batt my lashes I giggle. “A hell yes, here, try this and I will put the rest back.” She walks up to me and I take the small dress and hand her the rest I won’t be taking and keep the blue dress’ hanger for when I take it off.

I try on the small green dress and notice the straps could be taken off. After deciding that I would definitely be taking these two, I put on my clothes I came in and take them when I walk out.

I smile, but stop as Nick comes back out, without a shirt on, he sighs deeply, looking annoyed and I snort as I stop in front of him. “Tired of it already?” I try to be as polite and kind as I can.

His eyes flick to the two dresses in my hands and then he makes eye contact with me, crossing his large arms over his chest, “Yeah, but I need to go back in.” He rolls his eyes, “Just think of something else, it keeps the mind busy.” I wink before walking off to pay.