For your whole life, you have searched for a pack. Each pack you tried to get into, you were been rejected. ‘Your too small’ ‘your scents too sweet’ they would tell you.

It’s late at night, you went for a walk to distract yourself from the mess in your mind. You ended up in the park, you sat down but before you knew it, you were sobbing uncontrollably on the cold, damp flood.

Your tears are interrupted when you feel a soft hand on your back and four delicious scents.