Y/N was standing in her room, one hand keeping her balanced as she leaned against the smooth surface of her bureau while the other one maneuvered a (light/dark) shade of red to her plump lips.

"You should wear white a lot more, Princess. It almost makes you look innocent." A voice spoke up, causing the female to narrow her eyes at the figure behind her that was reflected in the mirror.

"You know that I don't like wearing white." Y/N simply responded, placing the cap on her lipstick before setting it down. "Can you hand me my heels, Kit?" She asked the male, who hummed in agreement and left the doorway of her room to go to her opened closet.

Y/N fluffed up her hair once last time, grinning at how light it felt, before she felt a pair of hands grasp at her waist and turn her around.

"It looks fine, Y/N." Kit assured the female, placing a pair of black heels on the bureau before picking her up and having her sit next to the shoes.

Y/N looked at him through narrowed neon eyes, before she dropped the facade of self-approval. After all, she couldn't hide anything from him after she's known the Beta for who knows how long. "You sure it doesn't look too weird?" She questioned, picking up one of the heels and slipping it on her foot while the dark haired male crossed his arms.

"Of course not. Trust me, you can pull off any look without trying." He assured, taking his glasses off and cleaning them with the hem of his black t-shirt.

"Which pisses every girl off." A new voice scoffed, causing the two friends to look at the white haired female who strutted into the room. "Including me, of course." She smirked, placing a hand on her hips that were more obvious in the tight red tube-top she decided to wear.

"But you over exceed 'pulling off', Robyn." Y/N declared, standing up once she had put her heels on.

"Yeah, but I have to try." Robyn Chaney winked and blew a kiss towards Y/N, before she picked up the golden belt that was placed on her leader's bed, wrapping and securing it around the (H/C)'s waist. "There, now you look like our beautiful princess." The Beta female cooed, pinching Y/N's cheeks and causing the female to whine.

"Alright, Robyn, I think we should get going." Kit laughed, shaking his head at the sight of the two females' friendly fight.

"Of course." The female clicked her tongue, flipping her long white hair over her shoulder and narrowing her golden eyes. "Can't keep those Windsor bastards waiting."

"Exactly." Y/N agreed, picking up a black purse and placing it over her shoulder, before the trio walked out of the female's bedroom.

The three walked up the steps from the hidden underground bunker to where they entered the back room of the bookstore that her father owned, meeting up with nine others of the Cross Pack members that would be joining them with her meeting with the other pack.

"Y/N." Hearing her name before the group could walk out through the back door, the (H/C) female glanced over her shoulder to see her father walking into the room with a concerned expression. "Where are you all going?" He asked, glancing over his daughter's attire for a moment with his darker green eyes.

"Alpha Windsor wanted to have a meeting." She told the dark haired man, before she sighed and placed her hands on the worried man's forearms. "Don't worry, Father, we'll be going to the Amberline Hotel. They're not stupid enough to start anything in such a public place. Especially after our arrangement with the Canmore Pack." She assured.

Wilhelm Cross sighed heavily, before he grinned slightly and ruffled the female's hair. "Yes, you're right." He agreed, before turning his eyes on Kit who was approaching the two. "Have fun, but not too much fun."

"Always, sir." Kit nodded his head as Y/N linked her arm with his, and the two walked out the back door after the female kissed her father's cheek.

~*~

Whenever the few members of the Cross Pack had gotten to Amberline Hotel, Y/N easily ignored the disgusted stares that were sent her way as she went up to the receptionist to mention that they were there for Luka Proctor's birthday party.

They were taken to a large room that looked a lot nicer than the greasy casinos that filled the hotel, people were dressed in a variety of dresses and suits, and even when in a dress herself, Y/N felt as if her team stuck out like sore thumbs.

"Let's split up. If any of you find Alpha Windsor, come and get me immediately. Stay safe." Y/N told the group she had brought along, who nodded their heads and walked away in small teams.

Y/N and Kit walked towards the train of tables stacked with snacks of food, Y/N picking up a delicately wrapped cupcake while Kit casually crossed his arms across his chest and leaned against the table, eyeing the crowd like a predator.

Y/N licked the icing off of the cake, before taking off the wrapper and taking a small bite right as she felt a tap on her shoulder. Raising her eyebrow, the female turned her head, expecting to see the person she had come to meet before narrowing her eyes when seeing a different face.

"Princess, it's good to see you again." The male stated, smirking as he kissed her cheek.

"Misha Cardenas, I wish I could say the same." Y/N growled, rubbing her cheek in a forceful manner, before her eyes locked on the tanned blond standing behind the red eyed male. "And you are?"

"Ah, you haven't met our newest member yet, have you? This is Tegan Hall, Alpha Windsor's newest favorite pet." Misha introduced.

"It's nice to meet you." The blue eyed male beamed at the female.

Y/N nodded her head, before she glared at Misha. "Where's Jurgen? He sent a message he wanted to see me." She declared, wiping her hand off on a napkin and tossing it over her shoulder.

"Alpha Windsor sends his apologies, but his younger brother will not be able to make your little meeting tonight." Misha declared. The Alpha male then sent the female a sinister smirk as he stretched his hand out and stroked her face, seeming to ignore the disgusted look on Y/N's face and the enraged expression on Kit's. "Now, now, Princess, don't look so glum. After all, you should be used to rejections such as this, being an Omega and all-!"

Y/N's fist had suddenly collided with the man's face, the other two males flinching at the loud cracking noise as Misha was suddenly thrown backwards into a crowd of squealing girls.

"Now you've gone and done it, Alpha Misha." Teagen sighed in an exasperated manner, stuffing his hands into the pockets of his tailored white suit. White being the signature color of the Windsor Pack.

"Disgusting." Y/N seethed, wiping the blood that covered her knuckles onto the skirt of her dress, causing it to turn a light pink color.

"I'm very sorry for that, Princess." Teagen stated, folding his arms behind his head and grinning innocently. "I've always known that Alphas have no need for space when it comes to you Omegas, but should you really be walking around without a collar in your line of position?" He curiously questioned.

"Why wear a collar when I can protect myself just fine?" Y/N snapped at the Beta.

Teagan's blue eyes glowed in pure amusement. "Indeed." He agreed.

"Y-you bitch! You broke my nose!" Misha hollered, managing to stand up as he held his hand to his nose that was dripping a red liquid.

"Apologies, Alpha Misha, but I think you're the one being a bitch since you're the one hollering like one." Y/N smoothly commented.

"Why you-!" Misha growled, running in the direction of the female with two knives in his hands.

Y/N simply held up her arm, blocking the male's attempt of slitting her throat and creating an 'X' to bleed through her left sleeves.

The Alpha growled, raising his knives again to strike before pausing as his eyes widened when the barrel of a gun was suddenly pressed against his temple.

"Calling my princess names is one thing, because I know that you Alphas aren't smart enough to say something that can actually hurt her, and touching her is another thing because I know that she can handle herself. However, when you try to physically harm my princess, I can not stand by and watch." Kit snarled, his ruby red eyes seeming to glow, before he pulled the trigger of his gun.

Blood splattered from the now fallen body, though Y/N blocked most of it from touching her face as she held her arms in front of her, causing her sleeves to become stained worse.

Screams began to fill the room as the innocent passerbys saw the scene and began to run out of the large room. Shoving each other and looking a lot like scared cattle to the pack members who began to shoot at each other.

"Oh dear, Alpha Misha, you've caused a mess again." Teagen sighed in his exasperated tone, tossing his blood covered jacket to the side. "I guess as a Beta it's up to me to clean your mess." He clicked his tongue as his eyes narrowed and he began to join in on the fighting.

"Well," Kit began as Y/N placed her purse on the snack table and began to rummage through it. "Your father did say to have fun." He smirked as he watched the female pull out a gun. "Shall we?" He questioned, holding his hand out to the female.

"We shall." Y/N gripped his hand, stepping over Misha's fallen body, before they began to fight the members of the Windsor Pack.

Twenty-five against twelve, how unfair. Then again, I didn't expect anything less from the Windsors. Y/N thought as she shot at any Alpha who got too close to her. The next time I see Jurgen Windsor, he's so dead. She seethed as she saw a couple of the Force officers appear in the main doorway to the room.

Thankfully, she had located five different exits in that room alone when they had first walked in. Now all she had to do was get her people out safely.

Watching Tegen Hall from a safe distance, Y/N was pleasantly surprised by how well the blond was at fighting. But she then realized that there must've been a reason that he had been the first Beta allowed to join the Windsor Pack other than his pretty face.

The Omega female then narrowed her eyes when seeing that the male was about to fight Robyn. And while she trusted her friend to come out just fine, hand-to-hand combat was not the white haired Beta's strongest method of fighting. She'd have to figure out a way to save her friend without damaging any egos.

Sighing, Y/N once more glanced around her surroundings, pausing momentarily when she caught sight of three more officers show up. Except, it seemed, one of them was far different than any she'd seen before.

He seemed to be in awe at the scene folding out in front of him. A rookie? No, he wasn't wearing the black protective gear that new Force officers were usually told to wear. But, he was wearing a silver collar, which had sparked her amusement immediately.

An Omega with the officers? How...interesting... Willing to strike the unknown male's interest just like he had her, Y/N hummed softly and shot at the chandelier that hung right above where Tegan was.

"Oh, I missed." Y/N whispered to herself, before she stepped over the shattered remains of electrical wires and fake crystal.

"Now then," Y/N began, keeping her voice calm, knowing that it would cause all of the Alphas and Betas in the room to submit to her somewhat. "While I have no clue who started this whole ordeal, my new dress is a mess, and I don't appreciate that one bit." She declared, once more causing everyone to be on edge as they stared at her. "Not only that, but you idiots alerted the authorities. So let's take our leave while we still can. Sound good to you, Beta Hall?" The female questioned, and in a quick movement the barrel of her gun was pressed against the space between Tegan's eyes, a dangerous glint in her own neon.

The blond gritted his teeth, his eyes seeming to be searching her face and body language to see if she was bluffing in some sort of way. Playing a game with his mind, like his boss had warned him she would.

And she was, Tegan realized as he smirked. "If that's what the princess wants." He agreed, taking one step backwards before turning to the officers who were acting as their audience. He made a motion with his fingers as smoke bombs were thrown by one of the Alphas who were hidden from view in case things went way out of control. "Ciao~" He winked, and as the officers were blinded the two packs dispersed through the different exits that Y/N had originally found herself.

Y/N was about to go around to the front of the building to get into the get away car, before she felt a hand grab her arm and pull her against a firm chest. "Until next time, Princess~" Tegan Hall whispered into her ear, causing the Omega to shutter and glare at him as he placed a kiss to her temple, before he ran in the opposite direction.

"Y/N!" Robyn shouted once the female got into the vehicle, before grabbing onto the Omega female's shoulders. "You ruined your dress!" She complained.

Y/N blinked, before she narrowed her eyes at the red that coated her sleeves, before she glared at Kit who had attempted to hide a snicker. "See? This is why I don't like wearing white." Y/N declared, ignoring the way that both of her friends laughed and wrapped an arm over her shoulder.

[Picture is of how I picture Tegan.]