Chapter 140

CLAIRE's POV

I felt aloof in the floral pattern dress and the loafers I had on. It was not my style and I rarely wore pretty clothes like this. To make things worse, Bianca had pestered me to put some make up on.

I refused her offer a thousand times, but Bianca was persistent. She won and applied some light make up on my face. My hair was tied up in a bun, with little strands left loose at the front. What was all this get up for? We were only going to have breakfast with Enzo.

As we walked down the hallway, my eyes wandered around. It had changed drastically from what I could remember, it was breathtaking now. The designs were exquisite and somewhat luxurious.

Although, compared to Dominik’s pack house, it was not as exquisite. I felt Bianca staring at me as we walked down the hallway and I turned to her. She was grinning and I raised an eyebrow at her.

“Why are you grinning so hard?” I quizzed.

“Well, you seem nervous to meet Enzo,” She cooed.

I flushed at her false accusation. It t