Chapter 48

Emily’s POV

Liam didn’t just bring a dress. He brought a declaration of war.

He threw it onto my bed with a big gesture. He had a look in his eyes that made me feel nervous.

"If you are going to be among those Alphas, Emily, you can't look weak," he said. "We are going to show my brother what he is losing."

I opened the bag. The dress was made of dark red silk. It looked very expensive and beautiful.

"It’s too much," I whispered, touching the straps.

"It’s perfect," Liam said, leaning against the table. "And because I know you are shy, I brought people to help you get ready."

He whistled once, and the door swung open. Jessie and Poppy burst in, clutching makeup kits and hair tools like they were preparing for battle.

"Finally!" Jessie squealed, dropping a heavy bag on my dresser.

"Nathan won't know what hit him," Poppy added, already plugging in a curling iron. She looked at me with a determined glint in her eyes.