Lynn's story

Lynn's story

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An omegas curse is that they would never have a mate. They are the weakest wolf in the pack so they are usually not respected either. Some omegas are born very weak even though it's rare. I, Lynn, was an example of a rare very weak omega. Abandoned as a child by my parents, I was taken in by the Alpha of my pack. Unfortunately, by the age of 3, the Alpha was told I was an omega. Once the Alpha had heard that I was kicked out of the castle. Now I live in a crumbled apartment building on the outskirts of the city. I spend my time on the streets, trying to hide from being beaten and raped by the pack. But little did I know, my luck was about to change for the better and the worse. A visiting fox clan from England was about to change my life. I was going to meet the fox kings brothers and things would change. My normal life would turn upside down within 3 days. I would learn information that I wish I hadn't and I would learn what telling the truth does to someone.
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I couldn't do it anymore. I couldn't run any further. My aching paws pounded against the hard ground of the forest as I ran further and further from my packs territory. I looked behind my wolf and saw about five other wolves including a giant black wolf that I'm assuming was the Alpha's. I wasn't to sure though because I'd never actually seen his wolf. In fact, I'd never seen any other wolves apart from my own. During fights I was always locked in a cell in the basement so that I was never at risk of getting hurt or worse, killed. I had to stay alive for the sake of the pack. I kept them together, kept them strong; even if it meant being their punching bag. And that's why I'd never ran away till now. Why? Because I'm an Omega.

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