Isabella's pov
I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled, I looked ravishing. The long, black, body fitting gown was so tight, it outlined my nipples. On the left side was a long slit that would have shown a bit of my underwear if I had worn any under. My boobs were only half covered and my ass and hips were marvellously cupped.
I applied enough cosmetics and I wore only a few pieces of jewelry. I walked out of the room, heading towards Avery's quarters. As I walked towards my destination, every person who saw me couldn't help but drool over me, too bad they would never be able to have a taste.
I arrived at Avery's quarters and I found her waiting for me already. Her eyes widened as she saw me and a small smirk played on my face.
"Isabella! You look…" she began but paused, seemingly at a loss for words.
"I know, I look ravishing."
"But you said alpha Devon doesn't like promiscuous women."