Scandalous Surprise

Octavia’s POV


After a lengthy drive through the woods, I passed over the gravel road onto the concrete and into the human town. My phone had dinged a few times during the drive, likely because Leon responded to my message.

I pull into the shopping center on fort main drive, and turn my engine off. Pulling my phone from my pocket to check on the ruckus, I release an annoyed groan when I see multiple messages from my father, which was definitely **not** what I wanted to see.

**”*You better be home bright and early for training. You’re going to need to be at your best for your Alpha ceremony... and wedding.*”** His first message reads, as I sigh and rub my forehead. He must have spoken to mom once I left, so he knows now that I know.

I ignore the rest of my fathers ranting at me in my texts, and check my messages from Leon.

No new messages from him yet.

I sigh and lean over the front of my motorcycle, closing my eyes for just a moment to think.

*’Why does this feel so wrong, yet… so **right**?’* I ask Lucia, furrowing my brows into a stressed expression.

*’What feels wrong? Disobeying your parents, or going against your own comfort zone?’* she chuckles the last part, like she already knew the answer to her own question.

*’Haha. Trying to corner me?’* I chuckle under my breath as I respond back to her mentally. *’Too bad for you I’m new to both. You’d better get comfortable Lucia, I don’t plan on slowing down at changing my life any time soon.’*

She laughs, heartily, and replies with a relieved tone. *’You have become so brave, I almost hope to see more of it. Don’t slow down for me… in fact you could even move a little **faster**.’* Suddenly Lucia yanks our body up out of the seat of my motorcycle and onto my feet.

*‘What was that for?’* I stumble my thoughts, tucking my phone into my pocket.

*’Get moving on that surprise for our mate! Or else I might just die of expectancy.’* She yelps playfully, mentally chasing her tail, as I readjust my jacket.

*’What am I todo with you silly pup…’* I sigh and a large smile stretches across my cheeks, while I shake my head side to side in amusement. I make my way down the sidewalk, past a boba shop and towards its neighboring store with the fancy red words ‘The Cinnamon Shop’ across the double doors.

I swing the door open, awkwardly, and look around briefly for an employee. To my left, behind the counter, a tall slender woman perks up slightly. “Hello, welcome to The Cinnamon Shop! Where we meet up to your *spiciest* of needs.” She winks, attempting to charm me, but my face just flashes hot red.

*’I can do this..’* I think to myself, taking a soft breath in, silently building up my own confidence. What could be more awkward than going into an adult store? Me, an extreme *Virgin*, going into an adult store. I haven’t even kissed anyone, let alone done anything dirty, and I’m about to toss all my purity away for my *one true mate*.

“What can I help you find today Love?” She smiles softly and moves around the counter, adjusting multiple small bottles of lubricants on the edge of a display. Her short, bubblegum pink bob bobbles with her head as she moves.

“U-uh…” All of my confidence vanishes in a split-second and I swallow deeply, trying to bring the color back to my face. “I was… well I was wondering if you had anything cute I could wear for my..”

She stands tall once more, tilting her head to the side and raising an eyebrow at me curiously. Her bright hair swiftly following her movements, before realization reaches her eyes.

“Oh! Is this your first time here?” She claps her hands together, excitedly, grinning from ear to ear.

I tuck a piece of my messy hair behind my ear, awkwardly looking away from her. “Y-yes actually. I was hoping you could help me find something attractive to wear.” I sigh heavily, trying to swallow my nerves.

“Let me guess, the first night with your boyfriend?” She places a hand on her hip, knowingly. “We have some comfortable pieces of lingerie over here.”

She ushers for me to follow her, and begins walking to the far right side of the store. My shoulders tense up as we pass the ‘adult toy’ section, and again as we pass the ‘flavors and lubricants’ aisle.

Why did I have to be so awkward? Even if i'm inexperienced, I am still a *grown woman*. Given, I do still live with my parents, and I'm unmated as of this very moment.

But I should at least be able to confidently walk through an adult store without cowering!

“Here we are!” She claps, before gesturing to multiple racks of varying styles and colors of lingerie. “What size do you normally wear?”

“Ahem..” I clear my throat, still blushing furiously. My voice almost comes out like a mouse. “S-small in tops, and medium in bottoms…”

“What about bra size love?” She crosses her arms and taps her chin with her long purple fingernails, as she looks around the racks. “A-ah.. thirty four C..” I replied again, realizing she meant that originally.

*’Why am I putting so much pressure on myself right now…. It’s only an outfit.’* I think, glancing down at the sheer pink piece of negligee dangling from a hanger by its thin, frail straps. *’A really revealing and **sexy outfit!**’* My wolf yips happily, as if she were hopping in circles on her paws.

“What about this one?” The young woman smiles softly, holding up a dark red dress. The bra cups were silk, while the flowing part of the dress seemed sheer and lacy. It was short, *very short*. I wasn’t sure it would even cover my butt.

I shook my head, “I like it, but no.. I was hoping for maybe something… *pink?*” I intertwined my hands nervously, tensley shrugging.

“Of course!” She places it back on the rack, in its previous place, between many others like it. As she moves to the next rack, I notice a light blush pink dress covered in many lace flowers. My hands automatically go to it.

When I pick it up she smiles once more, “We just got these in today! Don’t you just love pastels?” She giggles softly.

I admire the fabric, running my hands down the flow of the dress. It's… soft. The skirt is sheer, but not quite as see through as the red one. The white embroidered flowers accented the breast area perfectly, seeming to cover just the right spots.

I liked that it was sheer and unpadded in the breast area, and that the end of the skirt almost fell at mid-thigh as I held it up to myself. This would show off all that I have to offer… if you know what I mean. Paired with it was a just as complementary pair of slim cheeky undies.

Without even trying it on, I fell in love with it. *’It's perfect.’* I thought. I couldn’t wait to put it on for Leon, and have him all to myself. Maybe dance around, tease him a bit, or even just a cuddle. How unusual it was for me to feel this… *selfish.*

“I’ll take this one.” I smile, finally uttering an assertive sentence. She returned the smile, before taking the outfit from my hands and turning to walk towards the front.

This time, as I passed all of the previously *awkward* items, I held myself a little higher. My heart beat grew fast, excited, and *warm*. She scanned the dress, and placed it into a bag as she looked up at me.

“That will be thirty-six dollars and forty-five cents miss!” She hands me the bag, as I slide my credit-card into the cardreader. “By the way… my name is Melissa. Please, let me know if there is anything else I can help you with.” She says softly, introducing herself with a positive grin.

“Nice to meet you Melissa, thank you for helping me choose. It’s uh..” I blush again, putting my card back into my wallet, and tucking my stubbornly straight hair back into place for the millionth time. “It’s my first time in... well in such a *mature* store. heh.”

“Don’t be nervous in here, I opened this place to help bring comfort to certain *needs*.” She laughs softly with a wink, returning to unpacking and stocking shelves just as she did when I first walked in.

I glanced around once more, a flood of mixed emotions taking over my mind, before walking back out of the storefront. Butterflies twirled and tangled in my stomach as I sat on my bike once more, taking a deep breath and mentally preparing for the decision I was about to make.