Claimed by My Bully Alpha (by Anna Kendra) novel Chapter 171

Aura’s POV

1 could barely contain my excitement. For the first time in what felt like forever, I wasn’t just admiring beautiful dresses from afar–E was going to fry them

1. on.

“Oh, Aurora, look at this one!” Caroline exclaimed, holding up a gorgeous emerald gown. “It’ll look divine on you.”

I laughed, overwhelmed by the choices. “Caroline, we’ve only just started, and I already feel like I want them all.”

We moved from rack to rack, trying on everything from sleek, figure–hugging gowns to extravagant, flowing dresses fit for royalty. Each time I stepped out of the dressing room, Caroline’s eyes would light up, and we’d gush over the details–the lace, the beads, the way the fabric caught the light.

“Aurora, that gold one you tried on earlier was practically made for you,” Caroline insisted as I stood in front of the mirror, turning this way and that in a blush pink gown.

“It’s beautiful, but…” I trailed off, my gaze drifting to the growing pile of contenders. “How am I supposed to choose just one? They’re all perfect.”

Before I could dwell on my indecision, the boutique owner appeared, holding a garment bag with a mysterious smile.

“Aurora, I think this might help you decide. Mrs. Blackburn specifically requested this gown be made for you.”

“For me?” I repeated, stunned, as she unzipped the bag to reveal a red gown that took my breath away. The fabric shimmered like liquid fire, the delicate embroidery and crystals catching the light in a way that made the entire room seem brighter.

I pressed a hand to my chest, suddenly overwhelmed. “This is… Maya did this for me?” My voice broke slightly as I turned to the owner, who nodded warmly.

Without a second thought, I slipped into the gown. The moment I looked in the mirror, tears welled in my eyes. It wasn’t just the beauty of the dress–it was the thought behind it, the care Maya had taken to make me feel special. I rushed out of the dressing room, unable to hold back.

“Maya!” I called, spotting her near the entrance.

She turned, startled, and before she could say anything, I threw my arms around her. “Thank you,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “Thank you for this. It’s perfect. I don’t deserve this.”

Maya pulled back slightly, cupping my face in her hands. “Aurora, of course you deserve this. You deserve all the happiness in the world. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.”

I nodded, trying to smile through the tears, but the moment was interrupted by a sharp voice.

“Well, if Aurora gets a special gown, then my daughter should have one too,” Moira declared, striding up to the shop owner. “Bring out the most expensive dress in the store. Nothing but the best for her.”

The boutique owner didn’t flinch, her composure steady. “The most expensive dress in this store,” she began, gesturing toward Caroline, who stood nearby in a stunning blue gown adorned with sapphires and pearls, “is the one Miss Caroline is wearing.”

Caroline blinked in surprise, then glanced down at herself, her cheeks flushing. “This? I had no idea…”

Moira’s face hardened, but she didn’t argue. I exchanged a glance with Caroline, then turned back to Maya, who smiled knowingly. It wasn’t just about the price tag or the glamour–it was about the people who cared enough to make us feel worthy of it all.

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