Anya's Point of View
"Luna, you are so beautiful!" Lorraine said, then giggled. I smiled at her and turned my gaze back to the mirror. I didn't expect I'd pull this look off. Lorraine was the one who put the make-up on, and I will give her credits for that. She's amazingly talented. She was even great when it comes to styling hairs, while I have no knowledge of it. I ran my fingers through my hair curled by Lorraine and stood up.
"Alpha will definitely drool I he sees you, Luna," Lorraine said. I let out a chuckle. She's being silly, while I couldn't take away my nervousness.
"Lorraine, how many times should I tell you before you get it?" I told her. "Call me Anya," I added.
"I'm sorry, Lu – Anya. I'm more used to calling you Luna," she said and smiled sweetly at me. I heaved out a sigh. Well, I can't help it if she is used to it.