Chapter 55

• I am wearing a cerulean blue dress—the color of my Alpha’s eyes. Its sleeves reached my elbow, and the neck has more of a U-cut than the V-cut ones I often wear for the past weeks since I arrived.
• This is more conservative. Since I’m married now, I only want Tyler to be the one to see my asset beneath this layer of clothing.
• “Can we dig into the reception now?” I purred to Tyler, whose nose is still flaring at Meah. The in-house mortal servant only grinned like a Cheshire cat.