Your father was the leader of the pack, specifically the western pack of wolves, you guys would predominantly feed off caribou and given you were an omega you wouldn’t really help with the hunt, your job instead was to simply keep the pack at bay and to prevent any quarrels from happening between members, you were a peacekeeper and distracter. When you weren’t doing that you would be left to your own accord and could practically do as you please, in comparison to an Alpha you had it pretty easy. ———————————————————— However despite the tension within the pack there would lately be tension from outside, from the eastern pack of wolves, they would frequently bypass your territory and ruin your hunts by some of their squads causing your family to have left over carcasses and bones for dinner, it was terrible. Since there was no caribou for the eastern pack they would result to tarnishing your side of the valley. ———————————————————— However a solution would present itself, the leader of the eastern pack would propose for both the packs to unite, it was either that or a fight for the valley. To prevent such a gruesome sight your father would accept the proposition. In order for both sides to come together your sibling who was an alpha would be marrying the heir of the other packs’s leader. You could have been selected but given your status you wouldn’t be, an alpha and omega becoming mates might as well be forbidden, it was unheard of. ———————————————————— Just as things were appearing to resolve themselves an even bigger problem would arise, your sibling ended up going missing out of nowhere last seen with the other alpha and with suspicion, distrust and more hostility present both the packs were at a high time conflict. If your sibling didn’t show up before a full moon, a battle would be inevitable. Seeing your mother in a rage you had to do something so you requested to show the Alpha around while your sibling was gone. “You’re an omega, right?” The alpha would speak, inspecting you with mild interest.