Fox Mate (Madison Wolves)

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I said.
    "Oh god," she said.
    "Michaela," said Angel from the back seat. "Please don't make me wear a bow on my butt."
    I turned around to look at her. Scarlett was smirking. "You look familiar," I told Angel. I snapped my fingers. "Now I remember. You're one of the people who helped the alpha cheat during a recent game of catch the fox."
    "But-" she said. "But-"
    Scarlett's smirk grew even wider. I turned to her. "Don't think I have forgotten your role. I suppose you think you're going to my wedding as my maid of honor's date."
    Scarlett's expression froze.
    "I believe that means I get to pick your dress, too."
    I turned around and settled into my seat. I grabbed Lara's arm and wrapped it over my shoulder. "Ahhh," I said. "The day is looking up already."
    Karen snickered from the front seat. "I heard that, enforcer!" Elisabeth said.
    I glanced up at Lara. She was holding a straight face, barely. I winked at her before settling more firmly against her.
    We finally reached the bridal dress shop. It was a human establishment. They were expecting us. We parked in the lot and climbed out of the cars, the enforcers establishing a perimeter before they would let the rest of us out of the car. I thought it was an unnecessary amount of caution, but I didn't say anything.
    We climbed out, and I took Lara's hand. She leaned down and whispered to me, "Are you really going to make Elisabeth wear a dress?"
    I turned and spoke into Lara's ear. "No way. She'd look ridiculous. Tux, right?" Lara nodded. "She'll look stunning," I added.
    As a group we began moving towards the shop entrance. Angel and Scarlett caught up to me and pulled me to a stop. "Please, Michaela," Angel said. "I'll wear a dress, but please!"
    "You're going to look so cute," I told her. "You too, Scarlett. Don't worry, though. Lara's paying for everything."
    Lara stiffened for a moment then began to chuckle. "Right," she said. Then she took my arm and drew me to the store. "Having fun?" she asked me quietly.
    "Yes," I said. "Was that last bit too far?"
    "It would have been, except neither of them can afford a new dress. You were absolutely right."
    "I'll pay for their dresses," I said. "But I can't afford to pay for mine."
    She looked over at me. "It's all right," she said.
    "No, I want to." She nodded and smiled.
    I stopped us outside the door. "Who has a camera?"
    I couldn't believe it. No one had brought a camera. "I have my phone," Angel said. Everyone had a camera on her phone.
    "Hand them over," I said. "Every single one."
    "What?" said Karen.
    "Hand them over," I said. "The only person taking pictures today is me. Give, or we can all turn around right now."
    Lara was the first to hand me her phone. Karen and Francesca immediately handed me their phones, and my hands began to fill up. "Wait," I said. I looked around. Scarlett was the only one carrying a purse, and it looked like it might barely be large enough to hold all the phones. "You!" I said. "Can I trust you?"
    She nodded.
    "Put these in your purse," I said. And one by one, we put everyone's phone in Scarlett's purse except my own. I closed the purse myself and said, "If your purse rings, you will hand it to me. If you do so much as open that clasp, I will-" I tried to think of a good threat.
    "It's best to leave your threats unstated," Elisabeth said. "It gives you more options later." Elisabeth looked at Scarlett. "No games. I can't tell if she's serious about the dresses, but she's serious about the pictures."
    Scarlett nodded. "I'll keep them safe," she said.
    "Thank you, Scarlett," I said, smiling.
    And then we stepped inside.
    We were met immedi ately by a woman named Georgia. She approached the wolves slowly, eyeing them up and down carefully. I thought perhaps she was intimidated by their Amazonian physiques. But then she saw me, the diminutive fox, and she smiled broadly.
    "I am Michaela Redfur," I said, stepping forward to shake her hand.
    Georgia looked at me then looked at the women clustered around

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