“Though I’m perfectly willing to just go home.”

“No, you’re not.” She came over and hauled me to my feet, dragging me upstairs into her sprawling bedroom.

Eva lived in a two-story penthouse in one of the most secure buildings in Slate City. I could probably afford to live here if I cared to, but the high-rise life wasn’t for me. My place was plenty secure, but it wasn’t downtown. I lived on the edge of the city where I could get out easily and run in the park and outside the city boundaries if I needed to.

I frequently needed to.

“Okay, what vibe are we feeling tonight?”

“There are no vibes. I have no vibes. I am not a vibe.”

“Sexy as hell it is.” She disappeared into the massive closet.

I groaned. Once my sister got a hold of an idea, especially when it came to me and fashion, there was almost no stopping her.

“Here. I’ve been dying to wear this, but my publicist absolutely forbid it, so I’m going to have to live vicariously through you.”

I looked at the dress she was holding and stared at her. “There’s no way in hell I can pull that off.”

The dress was gold and slinky, ruched at the sides just enough to make sure it would show off every curve I had, and I would be lucky if it fell mid-thigh. Spaghetti straps and a cowl neckline, and the outfit would cover just as much of my skin as it revealed. Fifty-fifty.

I wasn’t ashamed of my body or showing skin, but I wasn’t sure about giving the paparazzi that kind of ammunition if I had a wardrobe malfunction. Which, you know, wasn’t unheard of.

“You can one-hundred-percent pull this off. How do I know? Because it looks fucking fabulous on me, and we’re identical twins. Put it on.”

Sticking out my tongue, I reached for the dress. It wouldn’t hurt to try it on. When Eva saw how uncomfortable I was in the dress she would change her mind. “Are your Alphas going to come waltzing in here? Or should I change in the bathroom?”

She laughed, but bit her lip. “I mean, it’s not their room,” it was, in the sense I knew all of them slept in here most nights, “but yeah, maybe use the bathroom.”

That was fine with me. The last thing I wanted tonight was for one of my sister’s pack to see me naked.

The dress itself was cool to the touch, made out of a metal mesh on the outside and silk on the inside. There was absolutely no way I could wear a bra with this thing. I slipped it on and looked in the mirror, already cursing.