The Blood Fangs pack. My pack. My pack didn't like the fact that I was born, alive and well. Growing up, I wasn't good enough for anyone because of my rank. Yes, that's right, the dreadful rank of an omega. Like life couldn't get any more challenging but because we are talking about me, what do you know? ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• First story ever and the updates might be a bit too slow and if you do read, feel free to comment and like. *・゜゚・*:.。..。.:*・'(*゚▽゚*)'・*:.。. .。.:*・゜゚・*