Overview

Loralie
All I've ever wanted was to be an omega. I took every etiquette class, learned how to keep house, and was so stinking excited to have a pack of people devoted to me. Who wouldn't want that? When I finally present on my twenty-first birthday, mouth stuffed with cake, as an alpha, I lose it. This was never a part of my plan and, adding insult to injury, my older omega sister and her pack bought me a ticket to The Conception Camp, a retreat for adults looking to form packs. When ripping up the ticket, threatening to run for the hills, and moping only makes my parents and sister more insistent, I finally give up and agree. What could go wrong at an all-inclusive?

Nash
Dirty money is still money and my mother has a boatload of it, just waiting for me as soon as I form a pack. It should be easy, but after years of studying at private institutions and having everyone and their parents suck up to me to take them into my pack, I'm very much over it. The only person I know I can trust is Benjamin, fellow alpha and the English nerd who I'm proud to call my best friend. When his parents gift us tickets to The Conception Camp so that we can 'find a good omega that will settle us down', I send them back the money and we resolve to go because I believe there is the perfect someone out there for the both of us.

Alder
There have been only two instances in my life where I have felt scared. First is when I presented as an omega. The second was last week when my best friend passed out cold in the middle of a stream, needing medical attention. The doctors told us he had some sort of latent DNA-sequences that urge his body to pack up or shut down for good.

Part One of a Duet that does end in a HFN
- Beach vibes
- Female alpha/Male omega
- MFMMM
- Scent matches/Insta-love