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TW: Rough Sex, Blood, Breeding Kink. Read at your own risk.
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"Stay in your huts! Anyone who's out will be taken away-" The messenger of the pack announces as everyone gathers in front of the Alpha's main hub.
It wasn't a fruitful month for your pack in the Hakuru River Pack. Not after the beginning of the duel from the Bloodlust Pack.
Your Alpha had denied treaty with them a month ago, because he hated the ways of how their Alpha had created ruckus between lands; they always hunt from other territories, always reaping omegas from other packs to breed more of their kind and with their unlawful actions their numbers multiplied, that even the Alpha King from the north had become worried of the growing power of the Bloodlust pack.
After the denied treaty with your pack and the Bloodlust, they have been trifling with your pack's fishermen.
The Hakuru River pack was known for the fresh catch of fishes. It was a pack that had adorned and blessed with rich waters that had made other packs visit your territory just to have a glimpse of the calm rivers that washes the forest floors.
While the Bloodlust pack was known for their fighting prowess. Their pack was made up of rogues (werewolves who were banned from their pack due to their unlawful crimes) while the other half were daunting warriors that seek blood and war.
Other packs paid them for protection of their lands when people would tend to steal it from them, but they've grown so full of pride in their power that they took lengths to torment their own kind for more money.
Their Alpha was a banished prince from the north kingdom due to being cursed by the Goddess, no one was sure what curse was cast upon the prince but everyone knew better than to talk about the exiled prince and he had traveled far, as if he was looking for something, something that might break his curse or something that he had owned once, now lost or taken by the Moon Goddess that he could never find...
My Alpha, Alpha Manjiro, believed that there aren't bad packs, just bad Alphas who lead them.
"Y/n!" You heard the familiar voice of your friend along the crowd. "You should be inside your hut already, it's dangerous for unmated omega like you wandering around, they could attack at any given moment you know!" Ren says in concern.
