The girls walked around the party, with Princess busy introducing her girlfriend to guests who were not even from Oakland. Princess held Faye's hand firmly in hers, her shoulders set broad and tall while her chest expanded with a proud, confident draft of air. She glided past the velvet drapes and polished marble pillars, her eyes shining as her voice rang out clear and smooth across the crowded room.
Faye played her part as a supportive girlfriend and politely shook everyone's hands. Every time a rich stranger reached out a hand, Faye took it with a gentle squeeze, her lungs pulling in a quiet, controlled breath to keep her eyes bright and her posture completely calm.
While Princess was talking to other Alphas, Faye grabbed a drink from a passing tray, and to her surprise, the server was her best friend.
