She walked around the room dramatically, letting her fingers graze the frame of the mirror, she looked at her fingers and scrunched her nose from the dust she had collected.
I rolled my eyes, waiting for whatever dramatic thing she would say next.
“Bella, you know her, don’t you? The girl that hates your guts. He’s been all over her lately, taking her to the Jule is only the begging, I’m starting to think she might be the packs' future Luna. So whatever fun you think he’s having with you, remember it’s just that, fun. You’re a nobody. No one, especially not the hottest-most powerful alpha, would ever choose you,” the hairs on my body rose and my eyes took in her frame, narrowing in on the she-wolf before me. If only I had my wolf it would be a fair fight.
“Down doggy, could it be that you like him?” I pushed everything down, not even sure why it arose.
“Please," I scoffed, "she can have him, I got a dress, I’m happy,” i said and shrugged my shoulders.