My Alpha Mate's Christmas Gift

　　Roxanne knew she wasn’t going to school today, yet she made extra care that her hair was entirely black and her contact lenses were worn. She did these out of habit, not thinking as to why she needed to know that she wasn’t going to be attending school anytime soon.

　　“I… I…” Roxanne muttered, unable to truly answer her grandmother’s query.

　　Linda smiled as she saw the look of uncertainty and surprise in Roxanne’s face.

　　“I don’t want to see those contact lenses on you when I get back and you should wash away that dye. Their hair bleached somewhere in the kitchen, I labelled it so finding it shouldn’t be too difficult” Linda said.

　　She turned away from Roxanne and walked down the path leading away from her cottage, waving goodbye to Roxanne

　　“I’ll be back soon. Take care” She let out before disappearing into the shrubs and trees.

　　“Y-Yeah… I will… “ Roxanne mumbled, still pondering on her grandmother’s words.

　　She entered the cottage and went first into the kitchen to find the bleach. She found it, took the buckets she could find and the pail, filled them with water, boiled the water with the cooker and set everything up for herself. She removed her lens, revealing her natural blue eyes as she furrowed her brows in determination.

　　She never really hated her blue hair and eyes. She only gave them up in order not to attract attention to herself.

no one is looking at me now! Might as well go back to natural” She said, dousing her hair with the chemicals as she

Regular oats and milk did the trick. Fortunately she knew how to make that, else she would have settled for the other weird

hell is ‘Nutty

remained in the kitchen after washing her plates and was on a voice chat with her

believe she did that!” Betty said, after

recoiling from the shock even as we

She feels things. You can’t blame her for trying to move on with

　　“Are you taking her side right

No… Of course not… Maybe? I mean, just apologise so she’ll allow you to come to the dance. It’s going

　　Of course, Roxanne knew where Betty was coming from. She was also trying to be understanding about her mother and being honest with herself, she wasn’t as

want

Roxanne felt a strange feeling permeating throughout her body. Her body hairs shot up and a feeling of uneasiness seeped into her. Somehow, she felt like she was being watched.

Please? For me? Just say the words sorry! I’m sure your mom

all I care!” Roxanne said, still feeling uneasy

hair, a habit she developed anytime she felt nervous or unhinged. As her