Chapter 50 An Entertaining Ceremony

ALAIA I could almost jump for joy at how well that turned out. My day was going well until I noticed her, my little bug, Zira. She was laughing and joking around, surrounded by a bunch of guys. How on brand. Then she was joking around with my brother. Didn't she have any girls to hang it with, I wondered while watching her. Or maybe she's just the pack's slut. She wore a pretty stormy gray halter dress with a fitted bodice and shape-enhancing asymmetrical pleats. The color of the dress matched Isaiah's eyes. I wondered if it was on purpose. I looked away as if I couldn't care less what or who she did as long as Isaiah was not one of them. Her presence still bothered me, though. After Ashlee's little outburst, Zira looked at me as if she knew I had something to do with it. I wondered what she was thinking of doing about it. Her eyes held mine a little longer than I liked. Then, before making a bigger scene, she quickly looked away. She realized there was nothing to do in this situation