Stormer's pov:
Life is awesome.
It's been four months sice my escape and I finaly feel alive. You can no longer see all my bones and can even see a bit of a muscle. Thunder is the happiest he has ever been and I am still in awe at how beautiful life can be. The only thing that's missing is our mate, but I no longer think about that. I can't imagine a female that would want me, even if she was an Omega.
But I have other problems right now, around a month ago the werewolf throne obtained a new owner. It is rumored that the new Alpha Queen killed Alpha Jason to get the position. Nobody knows what happened to his pack, but few of them were found dead on their pack grounds. I shivered just thinking about it, the new Alpha is supposedly extremely cruel. I don't even want to know what she does to Omegas or rogues.
I hope we will never find out.
Me too. Do you know were we are right now? Around ten minutes ago the air started smelling funny.
What?! Oh no, no, no, no...
What is it Thunder?
I was starting to midly panic. This can't be good.
We are on a pack territory. I didn't notice before, becouse I was too consumed with your thoughts!
I felt my blood drain from my face.
We have to get out of here. NOW!
Just when I turned around to start running back I heared a twing snap and two werewolves came out of the bushes before me. They both smelled funny, their scent was strong and dominating but at the same time, they smelled like Omegas. Their wolves were also baffling, both had red and brown fur and blue eyes, but their difference in height was unbelievable. The bigger one towered over the smaller one by good 20 inches. But apparently what he lacked in size he gave in speed, becouse he was faster then a bullet. He was on me in a second and was already snarling in my face. The bigger one shifted and after the smaller one got of me he grabbed me by my neck and slammed me on a tree.
"Shift." He snarled in my face and becouse I didn't want him to break my neck I obeyed.
"Who are you and what are you doing on the royal pack grounds rogue?" I think my heart stopped beating. Royal pack grounds? The first pack I wandered into and it had to belong to the new Alpha Queen? Thunder was whimpering in my mind, scared out of this world and I didn't blame him, becouse I was too. We just barely survived Alpha Julius, what will happen to us in the hands of the Alpha Queen?
"M-m-my n-name is Stormer W-wolf a-a-and I c-came here by accident."
I stammered, looking at him wide eyed. He was even bigger then Alpha Julius, he had blue eyes and red hair and body like statue. I was fucked. I could never beat him in a fight and I sure as hell could never outrun the smaller one. I was completely at their mercy."And you think we will believe that?"
The smaller one said, he shifted after his, most likely, brother slammed me on the tree."I don't know Frisbee, he doesn't look like spy or even killer, look at him, he looks like twig compared to other rogues we normaly see around here."
"Hmmm. You are right. He is awfully thin for a rogue, but that doesn't mean anything. We should take him to the pack dungeon. Alpha will deal with him later." The smaller one grinned and shifted again.
"Shift back." The bigger one told me and after I did, he shifted too, took me by the nape of my neck and started running. It was absolutely humiliating, but I stayed still in case he would punish me for moving. We run like that for good 30 minutes before I could see the first houses. It looked like they were renovating the entire town. Werewolves were running around, some were on the roofs, some were moving around stones and bricks and others worked with wood. I shifted my head slightly upward and that's when I saw it.
The castle was absoltely enormous. It looked like they took it straight out of a fairytale. It had five towers, the one in the midle being the biggest with four smaller ones circling around it. It was absolutely beautiful, but before I could take a closer look my captor turned sharply right and started zigzaging between houses, before he abruptly stopped in front of the entrence to the dungeon. I started shaking. He passed me over to some guard, then turned around and left.
The guard took me to one of the cells and after he unlocked the door, he trew me in and locked them again. I curled myself in one of the corners and intensively stared at the door of the cellar, trying to prepare for the torture I was certain I will endure here.
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His Alpha mate
WerwolfStormer Wolf wasn't your everyday basic werewolf. He was an Omega. He grew up in one of the many pack's that view Omegas as weaklings and slaves. After 26 years he has long abandon an idea of mate in assumption that nobody wanted a broken and weak o...