My Hockey Alpha



Chapter 0633 Nina

After spending the afternoon reading and laying in the sun, Lori, Jessica and I made our way inside to get ready for the party. The servants were still bustling about making final

preparations, and as we stepped inside, my mother just happened to be rushing past and stopped to talk to us.

"Hello, girls," she said, shooting Lori and Jessica a warm smile. "The hair and makeup artist is here. All three of you can enjoy it."

My eyes widened slightly. "Mom, that's not necessary," I said, feeling spoiled once again." What about you?"

"I'll be heading up later," she replied. "And really, insist. It's a big event. You deserve to be pampered. All three of you."

"Wow. Thanks, Ms. Harper," Lori said with a shocked expression on her face. "That's really nice of you."

My mother smiled and ushered us away. But as we reached the bottom of the stairs, she grabbed my hand, pulling me close to whisper in my ear, "I told your father about Lori. Just so you know?"

My eyes widened once again. "What? Why?"

But before I could get a response, someone was calling my mother away. And just like that, she was gone. I was left bewildered and a bit perturbed, but figured that if she had told my father, then maybe that meant a good thing. Right?

"Hair and makeup, huh?" Lori said as we climbed the stairs to my room. "You really are a princess."

"Stop it," I chided. "I'm not a princess. My parents just go... overboard."

Jessica giggled. "Nina, your dad is literally called the Alpha King. Emphasis on 'king'. You are, quite literally, a princess."

As we stepped into my room, I couldn't help but sigh a little. Jessica was right; I was the daughter of the Alpha King, the missing princess. "But I don't feel like one," I muttered, still feeling rather like an outsider looking in on this strange, royal world.

Lori was the first to dive into the whirlwind of makeup and hair styling, taking a seat in front of the vanity mirror. Jessica, always the sillier one, teased Lori about her growing fondness for girly rituals.

"Oh, hush," Lori said, waving Jessica off. "I'm only doing it because it's the polite thing to do."

"Mhm," Jessica teased. "I guess that's why you've started wearing makeup around the house, then. Because it's proper."

Lori stuck her tongue out, eliciting laughs from us.

Once Lori was finished, her dark eyes sparkling with a shimmery green eyeshadow and dark

red lips that matched her aura perfectly, it was Jessica's tum. The makeup artist carefully curled Jessica's hair and put it up into an updo, then gave her a golden eyeshadow and clear lip gloss that made her look like she was glowing.

Once it was my turn, I sat in front of the mirror and waited for my own transformation to begin. The makeup artist chatted amicably as she styled my hair into soft waves that cascaded down my back, then added a subtle silver eyeshadow and cherry red lipstick for my makeup.

It was understated, but it was perfect. When she was finished, I thanked her profusely and we watched as she left.

"You look stunning, Nina," Jessica said as she pulled the dress out that she had brought with her for the party. It was a simple gold dress, which the makeup artist had taken inspiration from for Jessica's makeup.

Lori nodded in agreement, already slipping into her simple black dress. "You really do. This pregnancy has you glowing."

I smiled, my hand floating over my belly as I looked in the mirror. Maybe I really was glowing. And maybe, just maybe, this pregnancy would be smooth sailing from here on out.This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

With our makeovers complete, we began getting into our gowns. The gown that my mother had made for me had arrived this morning, and I slipped it out of the bag, eliciting a gasp

from Jessica.