Author : Laventriloque
Description :
"If I catch your scum rogue ass on our territory again I'll rip your head off, is that clear?"
The alpha order tainting his words are so deep and intense it makes the ground underneath Louis vibrate. As usual though, it doesn't lock the latter into place like it would any omega. It doesn't make him cower in fear like his biology dictates it should. It doesn't do a damn thing other than resonate through the forest and make the birds around fly out, alarmed.
Louis rolls his eyes. He grew used to pack wolves hating rogues like himself. It's rude, is what it is. But it is predictable.
He nods his head and gives a little salute with his hand over his forehead, "yep. Clear as day, got it."
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Louis is a rogue omega who's suffered through rejection and abuse for the biggest part of his life. He stumbles onto the Styles pack, quite possibly the kindest one he's ever met.
