Freedom

Freedom

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All I could do was run away, as fast as I could. I didn't matter that I hadn't eaten in weeks, or that I was freezing. It didn't matter that my wolf was softly whimpering in the back of my head to go faster. The hunger pains pinching my stomach was nothing, I had never felt so good. I felt like I had never had the wind actually blow through my long blond hair before, nor had the cold nip at my cheeks. I could ignore all my discomforts and run, all the way to the other side of the world if I have to. I had to keep my FREEDOM, the taste of it was just too sweet. The adrenaline in my body too shocking to make me stop. It doesn't matter anymore that I will be forever alone, no mate. I had my freedom, and that's all I need....Or so I thought until i was captured by my Alpha male mate, who was very demanding and controlling. He drove my Alpha female self nuts, just can I get away? Or do I even want to?
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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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