Isla pulled off her shift as Manda handed her a new shirt.
"This should fit you. You change into that and then I'll help you fix your hair."
Isla blushed and patted her curls.
"It gets frizzy when I'm nervous."
Her friend grinned and ran a hand over her hair, pulling at a ringlet and letting it bounce back.
"You don't have to be nervous, Isla."
"Another Alpha is coming, and I don't need to be nervous? I have to face not only Landon, but an Alpha I've never met before."
She pulled the new, clean shirt over her head and pulled a brush through her hair.
It didn't help with the frizziness, in fact it made it worse, but it gave her something to do.
"Hey, hey! You're going to pull it all out if you do that," Manda chuckled, pulling the brush away from her.
"Let me do it."
She began pulling the brush through her hair in a much gentler motion.