"You must be Shiloh Bell?" The woman in business attire before you spoke, shaking the hand of the penthouse of which you stood in front of's owner. He was a tall alpha, blonde hair, glasses framing his sharp eyes giving him an air of wise authority.

The woman was your case worker. The alpha, your new companion.

Every omega must live with an alpha to have legal ownership over them. In the case an omega is abandoned or their dependent alpha dies, they are thrown into the companion program.

You'd been through a lot of companions, none fitting.. well, on your sheet you were 'a problem case.' It was all bull.

This Shiloh guy looked you up and down with a sigh, signed the papers, and said goodbye to your case worker. He looked like he had no want for you here. Great, another forced companion.