Andria's POV
Today was the D day of the most discussed event in Ashwood, 'the kissing booth'. The stage has been set, and we expect a huge turnout.
"Ari, are you ready?" Mel called out from behind the door.
"I'm ready, just making sure that I'm set to go," I answered her. I packed the ointment the witch had given me because I didn't know what to expect that night, and I didn't want the other wolves to see me as some uncontrollable wolf.
I did apply some on me already, but I still have to have it in my bag, regardless. I walked out of the room with my red satin dress and was met with Mel's shocked face.
"What's the matter?" I asked, adjusting my dress.
"You literally look like the event on that red, your lip is screaming 'Kiss me'. Gosh, you look gorgeous, Ari," she said, taking my hand and spinning me around.
"I just have to look my best today, thank you, " I said, clicking my teeth.
