A Fox Saved My Life

A Fox Saved My Life

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I had always been different. Not like anybody else in my pack. They were stronger, faster, smarter, than any human could ever be. They were fullblooded Werewolves, and I. I was just weak and useless. Not even a Wolf. Just no one, and that's what they treated me like. To them I was a burden and a plage, so The Elders of my pack made me an omega. A packmember, but was no further use to my pack than a trash can. That's how I have been living for sixteen years. Until now. Until I started running, and I didn't stop before I colapsed. When I woke up the first thing I saw was the face of a boy...
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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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