🐺- 01-Alternate

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I was reading this really cute fluff and now I'm just Ejejskskskskwk..

What if Camila was the complete opposite of her character, instead of a confident battle crazed and calculating alpha, she was a very shy and self conscious omega. She's weak but strong in will.
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Lauren stumbled clumsily into a dark alley. She wasn't drunk, no she was- but she might be high. She honestly couldn't remember what happened.

It was dark- really really dark. And her eyes had to adjust to the surroundings, a huge silhouette caught her vision and she had to back off. It was a man. Definitely a man.

Oh that man was walking towards her. Now that her eyes adjusted to the dark, she could see him half naked, his jeans were on but they were hanging pretty loosely. He was ripped, Lauren could give him that and his eyes looked like they were glowing as he stared at Lauren hungrily.

A growl left him and he pounced on her.

She yelped and covered her face with her arms but the fall of the man never met with her.

She opened her eyes and they widened at the sight of a large wolf, she was sure this one was a werewolf. It had dark brown fur and it was as tall as Lauren's waist.

It clawed at the man's chest, but the guy seemed much more stronger than the wolf. He punched it's jaw and pulled one of its front feet, "You're just a shitty Omega! Fuck off!"

The brown wolf yelped and growled, it fought back desperately and Lauren watched as the random creature protected her until it was left bleeding and a part of it's ear had a cut.

The man's face was unrecognizable from the scratches and the bites, and he barely moved. By now Lauren was sure she was sober, she moved towards the limping wolf.

The wolf shrunk in size until it only reached below Lauren's butt, one of its front paw raised in the air. It limped towards the human desperately, all the while whimpering.

"I-i, thank you."

Lauren stroked it's beautiful brown fur, streaks of black mixing in color. She noticed the eyes changing from the black coldness to a soft swirling brown. "You're a werewolf right? Can I thank you properly in your human form?"

It's massive head in her arms nodded and a second later, Lauren watched as it transformed infront of her. She noticed the male genitalia on it earlier but when the fur was replaced by slender tan skin and long brown waves, with a delicate face full of bleeding cuts, she knew her savior was a woman instead.

"H-Hello. U-Um....,I-i don't know....how to talk to ...H-Humans." She shyly greeted, she had bangs that hid her eyes and Lauren had to walk forward closer to part them away.

She was bleeding and she looked so fragile and frail, Lauren couldn't help but feel guilty. "Who are you? Why did you help me?"

"I'm... Camila."

Beautiful. The name matched it's owner well, Lauren noticed. She smiled, Lauren could see her injuries already healing on it's own. She stumbled back and Camila held her waist gently, as though Lauren was the one who was wounded. "C-Can.. I take... you home..?"

The drinks she had were already rushing to her head, so in the part of her that could still respond, nodded yes to the invitation.

Lauren couldn't register anything else but the mild scent of the forest, a tint of rose and coconut surrounding her. The hold was gentle and firm, making sure that she wouldn't be too uncomfortable. She clung to the person holding her, she could feel her heart flutter in her chest.

Somehow, she had enough brain to lead them home and open up her apartment. Camila was agile, she was a werewolf after all and she didn't even huff when she laid Lauren down on her bed. The green eyed girl might be insane for inviting the creature in, but all she could feel was the unsteady beating of her heart whenever she saw a pair of soft gentle brown eyes worrying over her state.

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