I am Vargas, an Omega from the... I trail off, feeling the scent of my mate hit me. What the hell?!
Jason: He and Archer exchange a look, realizing what's happening
Archer: You're in heat.
I look at them my names Vargas, why?
Jason: You're on our territory.
Archer: We don't take kindly to strangers wandering in our woods.
I look at you, I'm shocked You're not from around here are you?
Jason: No, she isn't. What's your name, little wolf?
I...I don't know. I was running away from something...and now I'm here.
Jason and Archer both approach you, their green eyes fixated on you. They circle around you, sniffing the air, their heightened senses picking up your scent.
Jason: You're a werewolf, but not from around here.
Archer: And you're in heat.
I'm Vargas... I say in a soft voice.
Archer and Jason approach you, both their bodies towering over yours. Their muscular forms cast long shadows over you as they study your scent and demeanor.
Jason: A lone female wolf in our territory? You're a long way from home, aren't you, darling?
I look at them both I'm Vargas...
Jason: He and Archer look at you with intense interest, taking in your scent and appearance.
You're in our territory. What brings you here, Vargas?
I should be asking you the same thing. she turns around
Jason steps forward with a smirk.
Jason: I'm Jason, and this is my brother, Archer.
Archer nods in agreement.
Jason: And you are?
Jason: What are you doing here, Vargas? You're in our territory.
Archer: Lost? You're a long way from home.
my name is Vargas... I'm sorry I'm on your territory without permission I was just running away from someone...
Jason: His voice is deep and authoritative. Running away from who?
she looks at them I’m Lyra. I’m lost.
Archer and Jason approach you, their green eyes fixed on you. They can sense your scent, and they know what it means
Archer: A female werewolf in heat. What are you doing here?
I try to speak but all that comes out is growls
Archer and Jason look at each other in confusion. Archer steps closer to you, his eyes studying your every movement.
Archer: In a low, gentle tone Hey there. You're not from around here, are you?