Chapter 27. What the Alpha Wants

Zera’s POV

Eight-thirty p.m.

I stared at myself in the mirror, taking in my reflection and wondering if how I looked was okay enough for my meetup with Aaron Hart. I was in a black silk dress with a hollow chest that showed just a hint of my cleavage. It had slim hands and left my shoulders bare. The outfits hugged every curve I had from top to bottom. It doubled in size after I had Zion, and though I thought it would leave in due time, it hadn’t. I wasn’t complaining.

My dirty blonde hair I held up my hair in a loose bun, letting a few curls fall onto my shoulders. I applied a little makeup and touched my lips with red lipstick and my lashes with black mascara. I needed to look my best, and though I felt this was too much, I reminded myself that the man I would meet was Aaron Hart. He might have seemed like a normal man five years ago, but he was a businessman and a multi-millionaire, and I didn’t want to appear wretched before him.

However, tonight w