Chapter 63

• Iris was putting on her long leather jacket as Jayden came out of the washroom. “You chose traditional Bloodmoon attire!” he pointed out.
• “You thought I would walk in looking like a lady? BHAH! No one fears a female dressed in a silk peach sundress with a matching hat. Now, every man, woman, and child parts the way when a female strolls into the room wearing black leather and a resting bitch face to match the whole look.” Iris adjusted the clasp on her knee-high boots and repositioned the ferronnière that held her family's crest in the middle of the white gold chain, giving her the authority that comes with the headpiece.
• “You’re going to challenge them!” Jayden was well aware of her intentions; it was a pattern she had developed since she was a preteen.