(Lucas)
I boiled in anger as I recalled the image of my mate in another wolf's arms. Yes I didn't want her, but I did not want her frolicking with other wolves. She is mine and I could do whatever I wanted with her, till I rejected her.
I looked over by my side to find her asleep while we were on our way to my pack. She had freckles littered above her cheeks with healthy chestnut brown hair.
"She's beautiful" said Boris.
My wolf is a simp. Her being beautiful has nothing to do with the fact that she was too weak to lead a pack as my Luna especially now that our entire existence is being threatened.
Boris hasn't still sensed her wolf and he was beginning to get worried and I couldn't help but wonder if she really had one. But she is an omega, she is sure to have a wolf no matter how s
