You heard a twig snap and slowly turned your head toward the noise. Your body started trembling as a silent cru left your mouth when you saw a werewolf, dark with red eyes. You felt as if your heart was about to catch on fire.

It slowly crept towards you until you heard bones breaking, watching the hair retract into its skin, and before you were a woman. You were too busy trembling with fear to notice her lack of clothing.

Everything was fuzzy after that; when you were finally able to focus again, there were a lot more people with– thankfully– a coat covering their... nakedness

"I thought we had more single alphas and betas?" The leader asked.

"Not a lot; some were unwilling, the others were gone on missions or hunting." A man spoke.

"Fuck... she needs someone right now. None of you can mark her. At all?" All of them shake their heads, their faces apologetic. She sighs and kneels next to you, leaning you forward.

"Wh– what are you...?" You ask before you feel excruciating pain on the nape of your neck; she had bitten you hard. You let out a squeal/wail of pain, feeling blood drip down your neck.

A few years later, you had grown to accept what you were with your new partner and had ended up pregnant. She made sure to care for you without mother-henning you too much.

Currently, you were sitting with the handful of omegas in the pack, sewing clothes. There was lots of chatter around you, but you didn't notice any of it. You didn't know them very well and didn't like getting to know new people.