Alpha Dante's gift

I watched Kate’s eyes light up as she held my favorite red dress in her hands, completely unaware of the trap I was setting for her. She thought she was outsmarting me, that somehow by taking this dress, she’d outshine me at the festival. The idea almost made me laugh. It was so predictable, so easy.

“Oh, Kate,” I said sweetly, taking a step closer to her. “You’re really going to wear that one? I mean, it’s lovely, but don’t you think it’s a bit… bold for someone like you? You might not be able to pull it off the way I can.”

Her eyes narrowed for a brief second before her expression brightened again, her smile too wide, too fake. “I think I’ll manage,” she said, holding the dress up to her body and admiring herself in the mirror. “Besides, I’m sure Jack will love it.”

I forced a soft laugh. “Oh, I’m sure he will.” I paused, letting my voice drop into something more conspiratorial. “But… if you really want to make an impression, I think I have something even better.”

Kate’s eyes flicke