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says Luca The food arrives and oh my god it is amazing, the best food I think I have ever tasted am ravenous for some reason as well, since being around the guys weird things have been happening. I am super horny I feel like I haven’t eaten in weeks and my eyes glow. So I’m putting it down to finding my mates. Although I haven’t heard of these things happening before. But they said I am Omega, which they aren’t heard of normally. Omega are rare and from what I have heard are meant to be cherished and loved and protected. But I don’t understand how I can be Omega when my parents are of Alpha blood.

After the pups are in bed we curl up on the sofas to watch a movie, "I can't believe you two want to watch Twilight of all movies" "What?" Desert asks smirking "The wolves are complete morons, that's what" Acre adds, "No there not" Sky huffs "Err, yeah they are, like we ever act like they do" I state "Well derr, that's why its make-believe," Desert said as Sky added "You two are such dip shits" Little Lanna came trotting out of her bedroom putting a timely stop to our argument, "Hey sweetie, what are you doing up?" Acre asked

No rewriting necessary. We may get an opportunity now after many weeks have passed.

Kassandra's POV: First off let me tell you how I got to be an omega in my pack. It was one tragic night when I was 14 and I was at home with my parents, the alpha and luna of the Red river pack in texas. I had just got home from school and went to take a nap when I heard a noise from the living room. I went down to check it out and saw that three rogues had found their way into our house. Next thing I know my father was dead and my mother told me to run and that's what i did.

“We found out that she never registered you at the omega center when you were born.” I frowned at him. “What does that mean?” “Every omega born needs to be registered at the omega center. It’s for them to keep track of omegas to make sure that they aren’t being abused or anything.” “So they don’t have a record of me?” Val shook his head. “We want to register you at the omega center…we want to register as a pack.” “A pack?” “We are pack.” “We are.” His smiled widened. “A family.” “Yes.”

Assume you are dealing with a world-class threat! Xanne: (Jumping into a window behind all of the men and sitting down comfortably as he takes a sip from his flask yet again) Oooohh!! That hit the spot right there!! So we're officially world class threats now huh? Okay well I guess I should introduce ourselves properly. WE ARE W.O.L.F! Our demands are simple. Give us the resources we need and no one has to die. we're not going to take enough to destroy anything but we will take a sizable amount so we don't have to come back for a while and in the meantime I'll gladly take care of any threats to your planet. (He reaches into his jacket and smoothly retrieves one of the flyers he had originall

Even if one wants to venture into the whole vicinity, it would take them a long time to truly and fully explore the area. Me being in my human form and I could only do much with Kath's strength, as we are still yet to become truly one. The two wolf guards finally managed to catch up, even with their wounds. They healed it slowly, but there are still visible cuts. The two of them circled me around. Growling with anger, baring their teeth to scare. I did not look away or even show a hint of my weak side. They took a stance, preparing to attack, but Alpha Fredrick suddenly came and bellowed in frustration. "You cannot even manage to hold down one she-wolf omega!? With eight paws!? How useless!"

"It's not like that." "Then what is it like?" I challenged, leaning forward. "Because from where I'm sitting, it sounds an awful lot like I'm just a task you've been given." Jace exhaled sharply, running a hand through his dark hair. "Look, when an unclaimed omega shows up in pack territory, it's a big deal. It doesn't happen often. And when it does, there are... protocols." "Protocols," I repeated flatly. “Yes protocols.” He exhaled slowly, rubbing a hand over his jaw. "If it helps…We volunteered."

"Wanna chill later by the rooftop, Mr. Alfonso?" Emma smiles while drinking macha tea poured from the hot teapot. Zen almost spat out his coffee thinking of a different meaning from the word 'chill.' After binge-watching his favorite anime series in Netflex, he had recently learned from social media the definition of the widely used phrase, 'Netflex and chill' so he initially thought that Ms. Claire is enunciating something else. He fixes his broken posture and wipes his coffee stained lips with his handkerchief. "Sure, why not?"