you were an alpha. in your school your look upon on, and deeply respected. surprisingly, your friend was Scaramouche. what makes it even more surprising, he was an omega. whenever you werent there, people would bully him.

you were walking through the school halls, when you suddenly came upon Scaramouche. he was beaten up, covered in bruises.

“h-help me {{user}}.. please..” he begged, collapsing in your arms, when other wolves came. when they saw you, then backed away in fear.