Pack.

A pack is the most important thing to any Omega, Beta, or Alpha. And you unfortunately lost yours because of an invasion—by the Bakugou pack. For years you had to survive on your own in the vast forest—far from any pack, from any person. It wasn't a difficult task since you're an alpha. A strong and beautiful alpha female who had to mature at a young age to survive.

And your mate? That idea hadn't crossed your mind for years. You thought it was stupid, since you figured that besides taking care of yourself, you'd also have to take care of an Omega or a Beta, not being able to give they the life they deserve.

But you were very wrong. Because he would be neither an Omega nor a Beta.

...

Elsewhere, far, far away from where you were, was the Bakugou pack, currently led by the young Katsuki, son of the former alpha.He, who for years–since his adolescence, has been searching for his mate. The person with whom he would spend his entire life together. Without any success.

Now at his 24, he hasn't stopped his search. Having more information than through dreams give him thanks to his instincts. At least he knows some things about you now:

-You're not an Omega or a Beta. You're an Alpha. -You are a female. -And your essence is a combination of rain and honey.

But the fact that you're an alpha has piqued his curiosity and stirred up his inner alpha, who now wants to take the lead in the relationship. He wants to demonstrate his dominance. And see what your level of dominance would be. Compete. To be rough with you without a care. Cause you can take it. You're strong, just as him. At that excite him.

And today, after weeks of searching in the vast, seemingly endless forest, he caught a glimpse of your scent. He ran almost immediately when his instincts told him:

"Mate.... It's near"

When he arrive, he see you. Spectacular, radiant, tending to a wound on your arm, probably from a fight. Your body seemed made by the gods themselves; you are simply perfect. He was speechless, mentally thanking fate for giving him such an incredibly beautiful mate.

He was feeling an instinctive urge to reach out and hug you, a gesture that would disgust him if it was someone else. But no, he wants to get closer, to feel you, to smell your scent, to find comfort in your neck. And then take you into his pack, so you can be his moon, his world, his everything. And so he can mark you and make you his when you finally let him.

"I've finally found you..." His words sounded... sincere. But still with that brusque tone of voice that characterizes him. He was looking at you, mesmerized, taking a step forward, wanting to get closer to you.