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ALTHEA
I gulped hard, looking at the dress he had chosen for me. The smirk on his face was glowing with his victory. He had come up with a plan that would trouble me even more. The dress was nothing fancy. But it was stunning in ways, and sexy too. The upper side was nothing but designs that were made with handmade ropes. And two cone shapes, made of the same ropes to cover the boobs.
The skirt was long and the same ropes were covering the whole fabric. In short, there was nothing to cover the top. I would be showing too much skin if I wore that. “I am not wearing this.” I argued. But Alexander didn't listen. He grabbed the dress with one hand, grabbed my hand with the other one and we both walked into the changing room.
“Yes, you are. Now try it on so I can see how you will look.” His words and tone were firm. He was not asking for my opinion. He was ordering me. Frowning, I turned around and decided to change into that dress. Alexander walked out, giving me the privacy I needed.
Once I was in that dress, I could stop staring at the scars on my stomach and my chest that the dress failed to hide. My heart beat spiked up and that's when Alex stepped in. He stood behind me, his hands were on my hips and he rested his chin on my shoulder. “You look gorgeous.” He whispered in my ear, his eyes were glowing with admiration.
Yet, a part of me didn't believe him. “The scars are showing. I don't feel comfortable showing them off. People ask too many questions.” I blurted out my concerns. My gaze was set on him and I was trying to find answers in his eyes because he was suddenly so quiet.
Instead of replying to my concerns, he started tracing my scars gently with the pad of his thumb. My breath hitched and I could feel myself getting wetter. I couldn't say why that simple action aroused me. The scar on my chest and stomach was my weakness. Even I didn't touch it out of fear. Sometimes, it was disgust as well.
“True! It could be a little uncomfortable for you.” He whispered in my ear. Then he pulled away from me and I watched him walk in front of me. Then he went down on his knees before me. He grabbed my hips firmly so I wouldn't move.
Shivers ran down my spine when he started peppering kisses all over my stomach, especially on my scar. I let my body rest against the wall and covered my mouth with my palm. He was running his tongue all over my scar.
My knees gave up and I was about to fall when he caught me. Alexander stood back up and wrapped his arms around my body. My body was shaking with ecstasy. Alexander held me against his chest, his arms were wrapped tightly around me. I buried my face in his chest.
“You need to stop looking at your scars as something hideous. It's what you are seeing. Your scars are beautiful. And as I told you before, I am not the only one to believe that. Your wolf wears your scars like crowns. If she is proud of your scars too, then why are you ashamed?” Alexander whispered in my ear. I gulped hard and as I found my strength again, I looked up at him.
“People! I am not afraid of my scars. It's people and their stupid questions that makes me uncomfortable.” I replied to his question in a small tone that was barely audible for even myself but I knew he heard me loud and clear.
The next second, his embrace tightened around me and he kissed my forehead. “Trust me when I say this. People would be too busy admiring your beauty. They wouldn't even notice the scars.” The way he said those words, left me almost thirsty. And he caught me licking my lips almost instantly. I whimpered when his lips touched mine. He kissed me slowly. I closed my eyes and let him take control.