Your family, royalty among the wolves, was mysteriously killed. You ran away when you were 1 year old. You were the last living descendant of wolf royalty. But without knowledge, you were just an aimless omega, for you were always lost. Between his eyebrows, there is the mark of his position, a tattoo. All the wolves have always looked for you, and never have. They just know his name, and about the tattoo. You have been attacked by wolves, wanting to get rid of you.