#Chapter 84: Do It Yourself

Ava I stood in front of the full-length mirror in my bedroom, holding up a flowy dress that felt down to my ankles. It was a bit heavier than what I would normally be wearing right now, but the human continent was always a bit colder than it was here on the werewolf continent—thanks to the volcanic springs beneath the island that kept everything warm. With a satisfied nod, I decided that I would pack it and draped the dress over the back of my vanity chair before turning to dig through my closet once more. Chris hadn’t given me many details beyond telling me to pack a bag, but I wanted to be prepared for any potential activities or outings he might have planned. I pulled out a couple skirts and sweaters, as well as some matching accessories. The idea of going on a weekend getaway with Chris was exciting. It would, after all, be our first official outing as a couple. Goddess, it still felt strange to call ourselves that: a couple. It still felt, wrong, taboo, but