His Majesty

His Majesty

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The wolf stalked towards me slowly and a grow escaped it's throat. I slowly stepped back and looked past at where it was standing There was a lifeless body, my eyes widened and flashed back at the beast. I put my hands up as they began to shake " please.." It growled louder as it kept stalking towards me until my back pressed against an tree. Slowly slidding down to the base and began to cry "Please no.." The wolf lunged at me I closed my eyes. There was a snarl then a loud thud I opened my eyes to see another wolf infront of me. This wolf was different from the other one. It's fur was pure black it's seemed to glean under the light of the moon and its eyes were a beautiful shade of blue with a scar across its eye. He was beautiful. All animals were beautiful to me but this wolf was beyond any normal animal. It stood in a fighting stance as the grey wolf rose to its feet and snarled. More wolves jumped from behind the trees, standing near the black one growling and snarling. The wolf turned and ran, the others chased him. The black on turned and looked at me "Thank you.." I knew he couldn't understand me but I said it anyway. He slowly walked up to me, his eyes flashed a lighter shade of blue with a bright spark.
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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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