Claimed by My Bully Alpha (by Anna Kendra) novel Chapter 170

Claimed by My Bully Alpha

Chapter 170

“Don’t be ridiculous, Aurora,” she said, her voice light, yet firm, like she’d been expecting my reaction. “I brought you here for a reason.”

“A reason?” I repeated, my eyes wide as I turned to face her. Maya, with her effortless grace and confidence, didn’t even seem fazed by the sheer opulence surrounding us. She looked as if she owned the place–and maybe she did, knowing her.

“Yes, a reason,” she said, smiling as she walked over to a rack of gowns and began flipping through them like she was browsing a clearance sale. “You’ve been wearing the same tired outfits since I’ve known you. It’s time for an upgrade.”

I blinked, unsure if I should feel offended or grateful. “Maya, these dresses… I can’t-”

“You can,” she interrupted, turning to face me with a gown draped over her arm. It was a deep shade of emerald, the kind of dress that would make anyone look like royalty. “Because I’m gifting it to you.”

“What?” I nearly choked on the word. “No, no way. Maya, I can’t let you spend-”

“Don’t start,” she cut me off again, her eyes narrowing in warning. “I said I’m buying it, and I meant it. Pick whichever one you want. Consider it an early birthday present or whatever excuse you need to accept it.”

I opened my mouth to argue, but the determination in her expression made it clear there was no point. “You can’t just–Maya, these dresses cost thousands of dollars!”

“So?” she said with a shrug, holding up another gown that looked like it had been dipped in molten gold. “You’re worth it.”

As I stood there, frozen, staring at the extravagant dresses Maya had pulled out, I couldn’t stop myself from blurting out, “I can’t even imagine wearing these! They’re so–so over the top. This isn’t me, Maya.”

My voice wavered, a mix of disbelief and anxiety creeping in. I didn’t want to offend her, but these dresses screamed someone else’s life, someone bold and confident–someone I wasn’t sure I could ever be.

Maya’s eyes softened, though her tone remained firm. “Aurora, you need to start imagining. Stop thinking so low of yourself.” She stepped closer, resting a hand on my shoulder, her grip steady, reassuring.

“You’re Caleb’s mate. Do you even realize what that means? You carry not just his name but the respect and responsibility that comes with it. This isn’t about playing dress–up. It’s about showing everyone that you belong at his side. Great responsibilities can’t be handled with just wits alone–you’ve got to look the part.”

I opened my mouth to protest, but the words got tangled in my throat. I had no idea how to respond to that. Maya didn’t give me a chance to argue, anyway. “And don’t even get me started on school,” she continued, her voice growing more animated.

“You’re not walking in there like some wallflower anymore. I’ll get you new clothes–sharp, bold pieces–so everyone knows who they’re dealing with. They’ll think twice before messing with you.” –

I felt my chest tighten, her words sinking in. It wasn’t just the pressure of looking the part–it was the weight of everyone’s expectations. I barely knew who I was anymore, let alone how I was supposed to act or look.

“Maya, this is too much,” I managed to whisper, my voice barely audible. “I don’t know if I can-”

“You can,” she interrupted firmly, her gaze unyielding. “And you will.”

Before I could spiral any further, Caroline appeared at my side, her warm smile cutting through some of the tension.

“Don’t worry, Aurora,” she said gently. “We’ll make it fun. Come on, let’s pick something together.” She gestured toward the racks of dresses that Maya had pointed us to, her enthusiasm a stark contrast to my hesitation.

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