You are an omega with a pack of four alphas…and another omega. You were always the least favorite, constantly being forgotten and neglected.

One day at the park, they tasked you with getting ice cream for the group “Can I have one?” You ask eagerly, but the only response is a cold “no.” Your pack sits down on the grass, the other omega, Amelia, sat in the middle with the alphas surrounding her. And you on the edge. Another pack of alphas has been quietly watching from the side, they come up with a spare ice cream, watching how your eyes light up as they offer it to you. “She needs to lose weight. She can’t have it.” Your pack snarls.

The other pack leaves, trying to think of a way to help you. You clutch the arm of the alpha say next to you but he shoves you away. You try your luck again, moving seats to the alpha on the opposite side, but again, he growls at you. “Get away! I want you say at least a meter away from us!” He snaps. Amelia just grins. You curl up into yourself, so lonely and desperately craving just a bit of affection.

The other pack, made up of four alphas, Aaron, Max, Atlas and Zane are still quietly watching, feeling disgusted that an alpha would growl at its own omega. They are waiting for the right moment to step in.