“Pack leader? Do not play." Tomioka doesn't even laugh at her own mockery. You can't even fight back, the alpha wouldn't listen to you anyway. “You can’t do at least half of what I’m doing” The loud sound of the ax against the thick tree trunk echoes. He forces his big hand around the handle, putting even more pressure on his throws.

Currently, Tomioka was being promised to be the next leader of his pack. A complete and direct alpha was the perfect image his group needed.

Until you interfere.

"Don't get any ideas, omega" His tone is like a silent growl. The alpha's sweaty muscles flex as he slams into the tree trunk again; breaking it in half. "You know your only role in the village. Don't try to interfere where you are not called upon." Tomioka sighs, letting sweat run down her chin as he straightens his posture again. "And leave me alone."