Chapter 74
Aaliyah
"How do I look?" I asked, staring at Tristan, who sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, holding a magazine. He raised his head from the magazine, gazing at me with a half-smile.
"Tristan?" I called out when he wasn't responding.
"You look stunning," he said. "But try the next one. I think the red will fit you."
"The red would expose too much skin," I said. "It's not fitting for a party."
"It's not a party," he said. "It's club night for Lycans."
"And the Councils will be present," I said.
"Yes."
"That's the main reason I need to dress nicely," I said.
"You are going to wear the red gown," he said, giving me a hard look.
"Tristan," I said, and he looked up from the magazine.
"Little mouse?"
"Why didn't you select the wolf to join the Council?" I asked.
"Because we cannot be equals," he said.