Hermosa POV

I fumbled with my hair and straightened my gown multiple times. The ceremony was filled with Alphas and Elite, and even though no one seemed to notice me, I still felt like I didn't fit in the crowd.

Everyone wore masks to conceal their faces. The men were in suits while the women wore long, flowing gowns like mine. The mask was meant to hide my identity, but my hair was also part of the disguise. I had instructed the hairdresser to leave a small blonde strand visible ...