“Just tell Adonis to come here. I can’t go anywhere.”
“I doubt it, Alpha mate. Just wait until the next part.”
Fabiana stood as best she could without slumping while Billie dusted gold powder over her body. She had no idea what it was, but it smelled like cream soda.
Once she was sprinkled from her neck down to the tops of her feet—even across the top of her pussy, which was odd—Billie put away the container.
“Now for your dress.”
“It’s a bunch of fabric. What can that– Oh my goddess.”
“Yup.”
Heat spread through Fabiana’s core, a dull ache just manageable but not to be ignored. Her wild eyes met Billie’s. “What did you do?”
“Passion mix.”
“That’s not an answer.”
“But one that will make sense. Now, hold your arms out so I can work.”
Billie didn’t answer anything else, but every place the fabric touched pulsed with added need. Billie covered her breasts, and then wrapped diagonally across her stomach before cinching the material at her waist. Then she continued, working the length until it produced a wraparound effect with pleated folds in the front.
“Take a step for me.”
When she did, a split opened in the pleats and exposed Fabiana’s thigh, but by time she took the next step, anything that may have shown in the middle was hidden.
“Whoa.”
“Came up with it myself. It’s tied off and won’t fall, so don’t worry about that. Just be careful getting out of the car and you’ll be fine.”
“I can’t walk around in this!”
“The other women will be in versions of it, trust me. The males all know and will keep respectful eyes up, except for your mate.”
“Billie.”
“Don’t start. It’s part of the atmosphere. I’ll get your sandals on and you’ll be ready.”
Fabiana opened her mouth to argue but Adonis entered the room.
“Goddess.”
He was bare-chested, with armbands of gold wrapped around each bicep and a thick circlet of gold around his neck. At his waist was a less intricate black wrap like hers, and his calves and gladiator sandals making an appearance with each step.
In his hands he carried a gold and canary diamond necklace. “For you, Alpha mate.”
She sucked in a breath as he came closer, the passion mix on her skin not needed to urge her to want her mate. The necklace was heavy across her shoulders.
“The symbol of our pack. You will wear it tonight. There is no woman more worthy of it than you.”
Fabiana could only nod, swallowing against the heat between her legs. She wouldn’t make it to the show. No way.
“Billie, you’ve done wonders, as always. Enjoy your night.”
“Oh, I shall.”
“Pequeña, let’s go.”
