Moments later, Serena emerged from her closet, and she looked absolutely ethereal. Her long, dark hair was elegantly swept up, and her fiery makeup accentuated her striking features. Her gown—a bold, vibrant red—was stunning. The off-the-shoulder neckline framed her collarbone and shoulders, while the fitted design hugged her slim waist perfectly. She looked flawless, and even I couldn't help but admire her.
“Serena… you look like a goddess,” I said, my eyes wide with admiration.
She smiled warmly. “Thanks, Dorothy. Well, I have a feeling we’ll both turn some heads tonight,” She added with a wink, making me giggle. Still, I couldn’t shake the nerves building inside me.
“I’m kind of nervous, though. This gown doesn’t change the fact that I’m still a maid and an Omega. What if my mate doesn’t like me because of that?” I confessed, voicing the fear that had been eating away at me.
Serena took my hand gently. “Don’t overthink it, alright? Your fated mate won’t care about your rank. Trust me, he will love you for your kind heart and beauty, not your status.”
Her words brought a smile to my face. Serena always knew how to lift me up when I was feeling unsure.