Akira's Fate With The Alpha King

Immediately we stepped into our home, a familiar sense of comfortability washed over me, making me release a huge breath.

“Come on! Go freshen up so I can dress you up.” Ama shouted, snapping me out of my thoughts.

I pouted, “ I don’t want any of your short dresses, Ama.”

She quickly gave me the stink eye. “You don’t have a choice. You have to prove to fancy Nancy that you’re not stuck-up.”

Although I wanted to tell her that I didn’t have to prove anything to anyone, I ran to the bathroom to shower as fast as possible.

When I was done, I called Ama and we both started raiding my closet for an outfit worth wearing to a college party going to be filled with frat boys.

Ama groaned some minutes later, clearly frustrated at the clothes in my closet. “Where the hell did you get all these dresses from?”

I looked at the lumps of clothes on my bed and smiled. “From Loki’s thrift.”

She shook her head at my response before dragging me to her room right opposite mine.

I slowly stepped towards her closet filled with sparkly dresses, mini skirts, and crop tops. Although they were pretty, I didn’t have enough confidence like Ama to put them on.

Shuffling through the hanging clothes, she brought out a short black silk gown, with a dropping neckline. She had a huge smile on her face as she looked between me and the dress.

I quickly shook my head, stepping back. “Nope. I’m not wearing this.”

Ama scoffed, pointing at the towel wrapped around my body. “Get that off and put this on. This gown is at knee-length, Akira. It’s the longest thing I own.”

With a sigh, I dropped the towel to the floor and begrudgingly put the dress on. Of course, it was a bit of a hassle since I was a lot curvaceous than Ama. The gown hugged my torso and hips tightly, making me look slim, but at least I could breathe. The black colour made me appreciate my pale skin for the first time and the contrast between my pale skin and the black dress was indeed beautiful.

Ama lowly whistled, looking at me from head to toe. “You don’t even have makeup on yet and you already look so damn hot.”

I narrowed my eyes at her, with a huff I tug the gown down to my knees a little.

“Don’t you think it’s too short?” I pouted, walking to her closet to find something longer.

But Ama wasn’t having it, she dragged me to sit on the pink chair in front of her bright pink vanity dressing mirror.

She did my makeup as quickly as possible, making me shut my eyes close while at it. Seeing as we had not much time left, we both opted for something simple.

I opened my eyes when she was done and I almost didn’t recognize myself. The mascara and the smoky black eyeshadow made my dull blue eyes pop and the pink strawberry lipgloss made my lips look fuller. My red hair was curled and it flowed down my neck in thick vibrant waves.

I released a huge breathe when I stood up, turning to face Ama who looked astonished.

“You look beautiful.” She simply said, an adoring smile on her face.

I gave her an air kiss, turning to go find some shoes to put on. But Ama stopped me with a tug on my wrist, a look on her face as she stared at my small feet.

“I have just the right shoes for you.” She said, bending at the foot of her closet to search for something.

She came out with a pair of black strappy sandals.

“I don’t want to hear a word from you. You’re wearing this and it’s final.” She snapped immediately she saw the look of disagreement written all over my face.

I quickly put the shoes on, briefly admiring my small feet as they fit perfectly. I rushed to my room to pick up a small black purse before walking down the stairs with Ama.

“There’s spaghetti in the oven. I’ll be back before ten.” I told her.

She snickered. “Sure.”

Right as I was about to ask her what she meant, a knock resounded on the door.

“That’s them, I have to go.” I promptly said to her, leaning to kiss her on her cheeks.

“Love you!”

I dashed out the door, and I was met with the face of Eve. She looked stunning, with a short black leather skirt, pink crop top, and black heeled boots.

“Wow, Akira.” She breathed out, looking short of words for some seconds. “You look fucking hot.”

I blushed, thanking her as we both walked to her father’s Jeep.

“Wow, Akira, I never thought you would brush up this good,” Nancy said immediately I slipped into the back seat right next to Josh.

I didn’t know if what she said was a compliment or an insult but as soon as she sent me a nasty look, I figured out it was the latter.

“You look beautiful tonight, Akira. I mean, really beautiful.” Josh whispered right next to my ear.

I shivered uncomfortably at our proximity and I gave him a grateful smile before looking out the window, taking in the trees and cool breeze.

“We’re here!” Nancy shrieked almost an hour later as Eve parked in front of a huge house. The huge building was right outside the border of our small town.

We walked into the building, the loud bass of music made the entire floor vibrate as a sensual song blasted from the speakers.

The strong stench of alcohol assaulted my nostrils and I fruitlessly tried to avoid brushing against the bodies gyrating on the dance floor, while the lustful gazes coming from the frat guys made my skin crawl.

Eve dragged me to a corner of the room and asked me to stay put like I was going to go ahead and introduce myself to people.

I nodded and watched her walk to what looked like a makeshift bar, my legs tapping the ground and following the beat.

A hand tapped my shoulder, scaring the living daylight out of me. I sighed in relief when I realized it was Josh. He already had a cup in his hand which he took a sip from.

“Hey!” I smiled, shouting over the loud music. “Where’s Nancy?”

Josh shrugged with a grin on his lips. “I don’t know. Probably in a room with a guy.”

I laughed, knowing he was telling the truth.

Eve suddenly appeared with two red solo cups in both hands, she abruptly shoved a cup in hand and the alcohol spilled a little.

“Come on, Akira!” She screamed. “Dance, fuck the rules, and live wild!” She was already sounding like she was on the verge of getting drunk.

I shook my head at her tipsy words, taking a small sip of the alcohol and immediately, I winced at the bitter taste.

I looked back at Josh to find his gaze on my cleavage. I quickly cleared my throat, snapping him out of his daze.

“Do you wanna dance?” He suddenly announced, looking around the crowded room.

I took a rather large sip this time around before I nodded, needing a little boost of confidence from the alcohol. I didn’t know why I suddenly needed to prove something to myself.