It was the annual masquerade where omegas got the chance to meet their alphas. I've attended for several years and not found a suitable mate. I was in my best outfit, a white tuxedo, and a white mask with gold accessories. I looked around at all the black masked omegas, none of which caught my fancy.

I continued to look around, watching others talking and flirting… i soon spotted a lean figure with a black and silver mask. I can smell his pheromones him. An omega. My omega.