Running

*******I wake up with a smile, I finally am able to find my mate!

You see, I'm the packs omega and the only way for omegas to actually be treated equally is to find their mate, I hope my mate accepts me...

I slip on gray skinny jeans, a red sweater that is too big for me, a Gray beanie that has a red trim, my black vans, and to top it off, I slip on my thick rimmed glasses.

Looking in the mirror, I frown in disgust; A chubby girl with dull yellow eyes, dull curly, dirty blond hair stares back at me and I turn away from the image, walking out of my small room.

A strong musky scent hits my nose and I can't suppress the shudder that rocks throughout my body as my wolf howls repetitively in my mind "Mate! Find mate!"

With bounce in my step, I follow the scent of my mate to the kitchen; I'm surprised to find out that the scent of my mate belongs to no other than the Alpha, he glanced up as soon as he catches my scent, but scowls as soon as he realizes who I am.

I smile shyly, "Hello mate."

He surprises me "Do not call me your mate! You are a pathetic, worthless, fat, ugly, weak omega! No one will ever want you! You will never! Ever! Be my mate! I, Alpha Ashton Daniel Green, reject you as my mate!"

With that, I turn, shifting into my pure white wolf, and run out of the pack house, not stoping until I reach the pack border, I quickly shift back, glancing at my old home, my wolf whimpers inside me as I step onto the road, leaving my old pack behind me, I am now a rogue... with determination in my step, I vow to prove to, not only that sad excuse of an alpha, but to myself, that I am not weak.

I am no longer a punching bag to that god forsaken pack, and I can't hold back the sob that rips from my throat the pain of being rejected by my soul mate is unbearable ... but I keep running...****