Chương 9: He's a feast to look upon
Marcy, greying slightly, looking ever youthful and vibrant with her bright shiny black hair and honey colored eyes was sitting on the bed, staring fondly at the girl who was facing the 9 feet mirror in the room; forcing a yoke waist skirt up her wide hips.
Her rich colored golden brown hair shook like glitter as she moved side by side, forcing the fabric up her body. Her knees moving to and fro as she pulled the waist line, forcing it past her hips.
Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip!!!!
The skirt tore in half and fell about her feet on the ground, along with about three others.
"Oh no…". The girl exclaimed in her small pitiful voice turning to look apologetically at Marcy who was only smiling as she stood.
"It's okay dear. We'll just get another one. Brittany had so many clothes which she isn't wearing anymore".
Naomi pursed her lips making her look incrediously cute and innocent.
As she grew over the years, her features turned out to be very kind, domicile and angelic just like her nature.
Despite the bruises she had gotten from past bullyings, Her skin was porcelain and shiny. Her eyes were huge and crystal clear blue which always looked like it would tear up any moment. Her nose was petite like her heart shaped lips which was always moist and red like a rippened strawberry.
She was really grateful that Marcy was taking out her time to get her some clothes because she had out grown her old ones.
For someone at 23, she grew curves in indefinite proportions. Though she didn't eat much and was never the sporty kind, her hips grew excessively wide and broad. Her bottom was roundly shaped and she usually had difficulties pushing them inside most of her skirts.
Her busts were a moderate size compared to her lower curves but they still strained to burst out of the halter top she was putting on.
"We definitely need to get you some new clothes". Marcy noted as she scanned through Brittany's old wardrobe for another skirt.
There were tulips, pegged skirts, pareos, even a flip skirt but none looked like it'd suit her.
"Oh.. there's really no need to do that Aunt Marcy. I can get myself some clothes with my pay". Naomi stuttered.
'If I skip most of my medical supplies this month' She added inwardly but the last thing she wanted was for Marcy to disturb herself in these things.
Her personal things.
She was already the most envied in the mansion ever since Marcy had started taking a liking to her several years back when she saved her life because of that single dream she had, treating her like her own daughter especially when Brittany had gone off to be with her mate some months back.
"Here. Try this one dear". Marcy said, pulling out a tea gown instead.
It looked so beautiful and expensive even.
Noami bit the insides of her cheek, not wanting to see that look on Marcy's face whenever she rejects her offers but at the same time didn't want to accept it. It was just too expensive!!!
So she smiled instead and gingerly takes the dress.
"Thank you Aunt Marcy".
She pulled off her top and put on the dress.
Since it was a flare style, it didn't hug her as tightly as her other gowns did.
Her bottom hitched up the hem of the dress so it barely touched her knees but it was a moderate height compared to the others.
"I think I can do with this. Again, thank you".
"No bother. Just make sure you're back in time from the mall. We need enough things to bake a cake tonight to celebrate the return of the Alpha".
Naomi pursed her lips, nodding.
She was half excited, half depressed.
She was excited…that her best friend was finally coming home to take his place as the next Alpha. She would finally see him again after all these years.
But the fact remains that she was dead to him and she had to act like she didn't know him would hurt her as much as it might hurt him. What if the Late Alpha wasn't bluffing? Could he have forgotten her? Moved on? She was just a common Omega after all.
"...then some milk and I think that's all we need for the batter". Marcy's voice snapped her out of her thoughts.
"I'm sorry Aunt. I wasn't listening". She said apologetically.
Marcy smiled and patted her shoulders before saying...
"If you feel it's okay to come out to him, it's your choice".
Noami shook her head, looking down at her nails.
"It's okay aunt. You were..um.. saying something earlier". She was quick to divert the topic.
At the sound of the loud car horn, everyone, the Omegas, the workers, Marcy, Gamma Nathan , every occupant of the Alpha's mansion of course, all poured out to receive their new Alpha.
There were hugs and kisses from Marcy which Daniel returned in the same vibrant life, chuckling when Nathan ruffled his hair. He was a big boy now. A feast to look upon by the younger Omegas who lingered while carrying his things away to the mansion to get a better glimpse of his clearly defined muscles, amazing hot rocky abs which were visibly crafted out his shirt and ripped biceps while the older ones found it hard to believe little Danny had grown so big and handsome.
As the pleasantries continued, no one noticed a beautiful golden brown head walking hastily out of the mansion in a red hood.
Naomi was ready to go shopping despite she was yearning to glance at Daniel even for once. As she hurried along, not too far from the Hatchback , she suddenly tripped and fell.
A sudden gust of breeze swept past his nose and Daniel's eyes suddenly squinted before popping wide open, his blue eyes glowing with something unfathomable, different shades of blue swirling in his eyes.
A sweet scent of citrus and chocolate liqueur filled his nostrils which flared wide open as he breathed in the sweet unfamiliar scent.
He looked about frantically, attracting the attention of Barton who was by his side.
"What's wrong Cuz. " He asked.
At that moment, Naomi stood back up, only to notice she was bleeding on her finger. Without bothering to conceal the wound, she began to run away.
The scent was suddenly mixed with a wiff of blood which caused his wolf to finally growl.
"Our mate is hurt and she's definitely not far either. Find her before you loose her!!!" Kelvin growled at him, his voice filled with excitement, frustration and impatience.
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