Page 1 of Enticing Little Omega
Prologue
Three Years Ago
My dress was the colour of sunrise. A soft pink with a shimmer that caught the light every time I moved. I spun slowly in front of the mirror, fingers brushing down the fluffy skirt like I was touching magic. Dad said it made me look like a fairy princess.
I liked hearing that. But to me? The dress just made me feel special. Hopeful.
Today, everything changed.
Today, my dad, my hero, was marrying Ms Tracy Welch. An Alpha.
Like a real Alpha.
She's fierce, elegant, and so composed she made everything around her seem sharper and more efficient. I've only met her a few times, but she always spoke to me with a calm voice and a perfect smile. She smelled like the whiskey Dad liked to sneak when he thought I wasn't looking, and something even sharper underneath... It's probably an Alpha thing.
Honestly? I didn't care.
I liked her. And I hoped, even against my stupid cynical nature, that I might grow to love her.
I'd grown up so alone. Just me and Dad.
My kind, sweet, dependable Beta father, who did his best to navigate raising a girl alone. He learned how to braid my hair from videos, held my hand through my heart break, and whispered bedtime stories when the world felt too big.
But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't give me everything.
He couldn't give me the mom I lost.
Until now.
Now I'm getting a great step mom, along with two step brothers. Twins. Alphas. Andrew and Antonio.
I hadn't met them yet. They were older, already in university, but Tracy had shown me pictures. Andrew, or Drew as she referred to him, looked like he was filled with mischief, whereas Antonio, or Anton as he preferred to be called, looked super serious like Tracy.
I'm not ashamed to admit that I stared at their photos way longer than I should have, imagining what it might have been like having big brothers who'd have teased me and protected me growing up.
Now, I'm not an idiot. I know that they won't be likerealbig brothers now, and I'll probably be nothing more than the annoying stepsister that they have to put up with from time to time, but with one easy step, my family is growing by three people, and I can't help but feel at least a little bit hopeful.
My fingers closed around the beaded bracelet I'd made Tracy last night. It was nothing fancy, just a bunch of wooden beads in the colours she'd chosen for the wedding. Childish, maybe, but made with all the fragile hope.
I hope she would accept it, and me. Hope that she would finally be the mom I've always wanted. Needed.
"Stop being a baby, Cindy," I admonished myself quietly. "Give her the damn thing and move on."
With my verbal slap back in the back of my mind, I padded quietly through the hallway of the venue, careful not to wrinkle or mess up my dress. The bridal suite door was cracked open, and Tracy's voice slipped through, her tone irritated. I slowed, meaning to knock, so she knew I was coming in.
But then I heard it.
She was fighting.
"Don't give me that crap, Drew," Tracy snapped, her voice sharper than I'd ever heard it. "You and your brother should be here. This isn't just some backyard bonding ceremony, this is a calculated move. I need the family image sealed with a nice, neat bow."
There was a pause, then a faint echo of a male voice on speaker—low, dismissive. I couldn't make out what he said, but it didn't matter.
I felt my heart crack as Tracy let out a tight laugh, the kind that didn't sound amused at all. "Of course he's a Beta. That's the point. You think I'd mate another Alpha after your father? Please. This isn't about a scent or love match. This is business. And the man's so desperate for a mate, for amotherfor his orphan Annie daughter, he practically bowed when I suggested we blend our families."
My throat tightened. I bit the inside of my cheek to stop the tears from falling.
Another pause as she listened toDrewbite back.
