Two Alphas Too Many
I gather up all the courage I can muster and lunge for the gun– Bang! I hear screams but they are not mine. They are coming from down below where my pack has just witnessed me get shot. I stumble backwards and look down to see red dripping from my chest, directly over my heart. I hear someone running away through the forest, presumably my shooter. Then suddenly I'm falling, not like in a peaceful way, I'm literally falling off the cliff. This is it, I think, as I brace myself for the icey water down below, then everything goes black.
Imagine running from your pack to escape your alpha, and the memories that will be burned into your brain. Like your friend being shot off a cliff, or your parents being slaughtered by rouges. Running from one alpha and pack only to run directly into the arms of another, even more possessive, alpha. Would you be able to cope? Will they be able to?