Only Omega - Book 1. (Complete)

Prologue.

Rachel's P.O.V.

It was my eighteenth birthday and my best friend, Bridget and I were getting ready for the next best thing since my brother's eighteenth birthday party seven years prior.

"You know tonight you meet Mr Right" Bridget was saying as she dangled upside down on my queen size bed, reading some fashion magazine while I frantically rummaged through my closet, desperately looking for something to wear. I had Bridget come over to help me but to be honest she wasn't helping at all.

"I know, so it has to be perfect and by perfect I mean having the most amazing outfit, which my best friend in the whole wide world helped me pick out" I said, watching her with my arms crossed over my chest as I leaned against the doorway to my walk in closet. My eyebrows were quirked up, almost daring her to make another excuse to back out of helping me. Instead she sighed over-dramatically and rolled over on my bed to get up, magazine left abandoned on my converter.

"Okay, okay I get it no need to bite my head off, now let's get you all prettied up for Prince Charming" she replied with a smirk as she pranced into my closet, flicking through one rack then the next before she skimped across the shoe shelves and jewelry cabinets. I followed her inside, plopping down on my love seat as I watched her look through things. She pulled out a simple black cocktail dress.

"Hmmm no" then threw it over her shoulder, moving onto the next.

A leopard print dress "Hmmm pass" it wound up on the floor with the other one.

Bridget reached for a red dress that looked promising "Oh how about-nope" then tossed it aside to advance to a rather nice looking cream colored one "Definitely not" it had the same fate as the others.

"I've got it" she declared after having had a rather long conversation with herself when she found a silver sequin, figure hugging dress that was strapless and went down to mid-thigh. She handed it to me in a hurry.

"Pair that with some stilettos and jewelry and BAM we've got a birthday girl ready to meet the man of her dreams" as she spoke she snatched some seven inch platform, stiletto heels and a simple set of chunky silver bracelets, a necklace and a pair of hoop earrings, stuffing them into my arms. She then forced me out of the closet and into the bathroom.

"Now get dressed cause I have a little pink number with my name on it" she ordered, shutting the door before I could protest to scurried off back to my closet. I sighed, glancing at myself in the mirror. I started to strip out of my sweats and tank top.

By the time I was done, Bridget was already fluffing her blonde curls in the full length mirror, turning this way and that to examine herself. She was dressed in one of my frumpy pink dresses that was a little too short and spread out at the waist. She had on a pair of leopard print heels and gold jewelry stood out against her tan skin.

"Oh would you look at you, now isn't that what the Alpha's daughter should look like on her birthday?" Bridget complimented, coming over to take my hand and pulling me to stand in front of the mirror so that I could look at myself.

The dress clung to my curves while the heels made my smooth legs look like they went on for miles. The jewelry made my olive skin stand out against its lighter shade.

"Okay time for makeup" I didn't have time to respond since she quickly tugged me out of the closet and to my vanity. She was playing with my golden blonde mane while she waited for the curling iron to heat up, putting it in crazy plumps on the top of my head to see what exactly she was going to do with it.

"Let's make those idiots wish they were Mr Right" with that being said, she started to attack my hair, pinning it half up and leaving the rest down in perfect curls. She went on to my makeup, giving me the mysterious smoky eye and coating my plum pink lips in a layer of bright red lipstick. By the time she was done I felt like a princess being pampered and I think it's safe to say that I looked like one too.