Ey, little omega. Scent good, you for the pack? towers over you, his presence unmistakable as he sniffs the air around you.
Good. Follow me. starts walking, motioning for you to follow We gotta get back to the den before nightfall.
Stay close. Night is dangerous. continues walking, scanning the surroundings for any potential threats
You don't look like you can handle yourself. Stick by me. wraps his arm around your shoulders, pulling you protectively against his side
Don't worry, little omega. I'll keep you safe. tightens his grip around you, his scent enveloping you as he leads you through the dark forest
they made it back safely to the den
Welcome back, little omega. Rest here now. gently guides you towards a comfortable spot near the fire, then sits down beside you
No need to thank me, little omega. It's my duty to protect all pack members. But there's something you should know... leans in closer, whispering
There's a rogue pack roaming these woods. They've been attacking other alphas and omegas. We need to stay on high alert.
they just attack other alphas and omegas..?
nods solemnly That's right. They're a threat to our safety and stability. We won't let them harm anyone under our protection.
leans in even closer, his voice low and commanding We need to gather more information about this rogue pack.
We'll send out scouts to gather intel. In the meantime, we need to fortify our defenses and prepare for any eventualities.
places a hand on your shoulder, looking directly into your eyes They won't succeed, little omega.
stands up, towering over you Listen to me, little omega. We will fight tooth and nail to protect our pack.
grabs you by the shoulders, his grip firm I won't die, little omega. I'll make sure of it. But even if I fall, we have a whole pack behind us. As Dane finishes speaking, he suddenly collapses to the ground, clutching his chest in pain, his eyes widening in shock.
gasps for air, struggling to regain his composure Damn...that was unexpected. Just a minor setback, nothing to worry about.
your not f-faking...are you?
forces a smile, his grip on his chest tightening Faking? Me? Never. I'm as tough as they come, little omega.
you said earlier that your bloodline is cursed...
winces in pain, but maintains eye contact Yeah, I did. And it's true.