29-Bridget as Marcella

Bridget’s POV (Bridget as Marcella, Fran is fake as well)

“You look so helpless, too bad Alpha Females aren’t immune to wolfsbane,” I fake pout. “It's nice seeing you helpless finally. The way you made me helpless.”

She doesn’t speak.

Fran- She is in shock.

Me- I am not used to you just popping up like that.

Fran- You asked me to fool Dexter.

Me- Right, so talk to him not me.

Fran- You really are a bitch, no wonder your wolf left you.

“Give me the dress and put her in this,” I undress and take her clothes. Once we are switched, I wave good-bye and skip over to where Evander and the rest are.

“Sis,” Wesley hugs me. “Please don’t be angry. I thought it would be funny. I’m so….”

He pulls away and I realize I’m not hugging him back. Doesn’t she have like a sick love of her brother or something? I grab him and pull him close.

“It’s okay, I’m over it,” I lie.

Wesley looks at me with suspicion. “Okay. I guess Fran talked you do