Mila

I wore a high-neck sleeveless dress and white canvas, Wyatt was ready too in a black costume. He looked too handsome and I was jealous that all those she-wolves will be eye fucking him.

" Why do you have to be so handsome?" I moaned. He smirked at me.

" Jealousy suites you,"

We walked downstairs to the living room where everyone was; Aspen, Jett, and Lucas. They were talking about some game but stopped when they saw us.

" Morning, everyone," I greeted. I kissed my brother and ruffled his hair.

" Adira, Darling!" Mila beamed, stretching her hands wide to me. She was walking over to me elegantly and one could tell that she was an epitome of a classy woman.

I returned her smile and she hugged me kindly, stroking my hair. She pulled away and caressed my cheek.

" Welcome home, Adira, you may not remember me but I knew you as a child, " She told me.

" Hello, Ma'am, it's good to see or meet you, I don't know now," I chuckled. She frowned.

" Call me Mila, please," she said.