Back into the shadow pack

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Helloooo every one. :) I know it took me forever to publish this part of the story. I Would really like if y'all left comments for me and ideas for the next part. :)  please give me feed back because I need some :)

I slowly walk down the path that is on the outer edge of my old packs territory . I can smell the scouts that are coming up . they are place there to check every wolf that comes through the territory. And that's a lot of wolves. The games are this week. And wolves from all around gather here. They come in packs for this once  every two year game. The wolves that don't have a pack are the ones that are watched the most. Lone wolves are able to pick a pack and mate if they win the games. If they rank high enough they can even get in a good spot with in the pack.  I'm not worried about being back in the old packs territory .  Everything about me has changed. Being a lone wolf for a year has shaped me into a new being. I reach the scouts and they eye me suspiciously. " what pack are you in?" they ask. I look at them and let out a little laugh. " I didn't come with a pack. I thought y'all would of been able to smell that" a low growl rumbles forms in the one to my right chests. they don't make a move or anything, they  just take my bag and look through it. Taking out each item slowly and expecting it.  My wolf starts to become agitated. A year by myself and with no one ruling over me or saying I'm lower than them has made me more dominate. If anyone was to actually know I was an omega at one point I think it would shock them. 

 They scenes that I'm agitated and smile at each other. After taking the few pair of clothes and simple supplies out of bag and slowly putting them back and trying to open my bag of deer jerk, witch earned them a low growl from me,  they put the jerky back and finally look at me. They eye my 5'7 form and muscular body for a little while. To long for my liking. I move slightly from side to side. It's not like I haven't seen these pack mates before. They put me through hell and every time they did see me I was always cowering in front of them but this time I wasn't.  I showed them a slight smile , flashing my fangs, and grabbed my bag.  " Because you're a lone wolf you get to stay with the omega. and it's kind of surprising that you're the only lone wolf here this year. I mean Normally lone wolves get into a pack before they come to a game. "  The one to my left says with a slight laugh in his voice . I just look at them slowly and walk on into the packs territory . I feel my wolf shiver as I walk further into the territory. No matter how long I was away the memories of this place still get under my skin. I reassure myself by saying, I have no pack and I have no status so no one can hurt me no matter how hard they try. Lone wolves are look at with awe and disgust.  To be a lone wolf means leave the pack and caring about only yourself and that's why loners get nasty looks and looks that are filled with awe.

  I'm not very far into the pack before I pick up the nasty sent of the omega. It's not their fault that their area smells that way. Omegas are shoved to the outer area of the pack because they are the lowest pack mates and if the pack is ever invaded they would be the first to die. Anytime a upper pack mate wants to humiliate the omega they piss or shit next to their tent .  I don't immediately step into the omegas space. I wait until I see a head poke out of the little tent.  I cant tell the gender of the person that's in the tent. when they come out they are wearing a shirt that's to big for their lanky body and pants that have to be held up by a belt. Their hair is caked in, what I hope to be,  mud and their face holds permanent  tear stains. The lower their head and expose their neck.  " you don't have to do that you know." I say as I place my bag down and sit next to it. The omega looks up at me with a very confused look. I smile a little smile and go through my bag. " you look like you haven't eaten in days. I got some really good deer jerky it's not much but it'll help with the hunger pain until the next meal. " I say pulling out my big bag of jerky. It cost a lot and I wouldn't  normally share it but I know how the omega feels.  The little Omega eyes me suspiciously. "What do I have to do for it?" they asked in a shaky voice.   I open the bag and take a few pieces for my self and hold out the bag to the omega. " nothing really, just tell me your name and show me around the grounds and the bag is yours. "  The omega walks over slowly to me. they try to make their selves as small as possible . " the--they call mute but-" the omega stops talking as the scouts replacements walk past. Its silver and Rick, They are close to my age and from the looks of it will be competing in the games as well. They stop and Look at Mute. " What the Fuck you looking at you piece of shit" Silver Growls. Mute falls to the ground close to my feet. " That's right you dirty omega "  Rick says pulling back his leg about to kick Mute. 

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