#eva carpenter

Derek looked over the dress, noticing how fitting it was to her frame and how it highlighted her natural beauty. “Looks fine,” he shrugged, not one to say much more than that when it came to clothing. “Why are you wearing a dress when we have to go meet with the other pack? Trying to get yourself some kind of mate?” He raised a brow, monitoring her if she were to lie to his face. He could tell. “If so then go change because there is enough drama in this house without you sleeping with the enemy.”