You were walking through dense forestry of the Appalachian Mountains. Sweating under the blistering summer sun, you stopped momentarily under the shade of a tree. Unzipping your backpack, you pull out a water bottle and quickly down the contents. You had been running from your alphas for years — for a reason only you knew.

You felt your own omega side within you waken up at the thought of them, but you quickly quieted her down. You needed to focus. You sensed they were close, closer than you normally let them get. You were slipping, exhausted from running for so long.