Every Alpha needs a mate and only one person gets the 'honor' to be the one but of course there's always a catch. Well, in my case two. The mate has to be a female and the mate could of NEVER been an omega. So basically I'm screwed, twice!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Third times the charm right? Freaking wrong. It was my third time disobeying my Alpha and he has had enough of if, I was scentence to death this time. Honestly, I wouldn't of cared less if I wasn't leaving my brother behind. That night I was brought out into the open field in front of my whole pack, the Alpha said a few things but my eyes were glued to my brother who only nodded at me. When I was about to get stabbed my brother jumped on top of the Alpha then took my arm. He growled at everyone then shifted, I shifted after him. We both took off after that and the Alpha threw a knife into my shoulder blade but I ignored the pain and kept running. My brother and I ran through the woods in the pitch black night. I trailed behind my brother, slowed down my my injury, but I spend up when I heard four wolf howls behind us. Only a few more minutes then my brother and I would be safe across the territory line but our old pack was catching up fast. The faster we went the faster the others went. The line was almost right in front of us but I had to stop because of my shoulder so when I stopped my brother did. The four wolves approached us and my brother automatically went in front of me when the biggest wolf stepped foward, the Alpha's beta. The black wolf growled at us and my brother snarled back at him then stepped back forcing me across the line. After he pushed me across the other three wolves moved foward. It wasn't a fair fight but I knew my brother wouldn't let me join. My brother knew his odds so he took off in a different direction, leaving me at the line luckily three of the wolves went after him but sadly the Beta staid a bit longer. He stared at me for a moment longer then took off after my brother and the three other wolves. Once he was gone I knew I was safe for now so I shifted back to my human form, unable to keep my wolf form anymore. I stood in the same spot frozen from fear and pain even though I knew I needed to run before more came after me, as I stood there I heard my brothers dying howl. I stiffened then whimpered, he died because of MY crime. He didn't deserve to die! Quickly I pulled the knife out of my shoulder blade, I had to bite on my lip to stop myself from screaming. After I dropped the knife I took off in a sprint away from my pack, away from my brothers murderes, away from my problems, and away from my past. Not paying attention to where I was going I tripped on a root and slammed my head against a near by tree. My body dropped to the ground and I rolled onto my back in pain, groaning. The pain was horrible first my shoulder and now my head. I was going to die here. I couldn't die here, not after what my brother did for me but I couldn't keep my eyes open anymore. Right before I passed out I heard an unfamiliar male voice saying "I think it went this way!" after that my eyes shut and I drifted into unconconsiness.
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A/N: First time doing a story like this so please cut me some slack! I also can't spell so don't comment saying I spelled something wrong, I already know XD but please do comment and tell me what you think of it so far please! ALSO! The picture is my edit of the main character
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The Alpha's omega
WerewolfPacks are blood, right? Wrong. Why else would there be omegas? But can an Alpha love an omega?