Chapter 84

By the time Mama Mia was done with my hair, the aftereffects of that horrendous drink had considerably lessened. The spiciness wasn’t as strong as it’d been. The acrid taste was also reduced, but its presence was still felt. The heat had scalded my tongue a bit, making it slightly tender. I felt so much pity for my taste buds. What they must be going through right now is unimaginable. But I guess on the bright side, I didn’t puke. I didn’t even feel the tiniest bit of nausea. Mama Mia was right; she did know about my sensitive stomach.

"You’ve really changed me, Mama Mia."

She hadn’t just done my hair; she’d touched my face a little. I almost couldn’t recognize myself in the mirror. I was enthralled by my own reflection. Thoughts of being dumped with the Alpha in the same room were forgotten. I was fascinated with what Mama Mia had done to me. Another personality difference—Mama Lia wasn’t much of a fashion person. She did my hair beautifully and expertly, but it wasn’t