Lonely Omega •Newtmas•

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A/N hello! I hope you all enjoy the first chapter :) my apologies if it seems sort of slow! This chapter is mainly to get to know Newt's story and some character introductions. Please enjoy!

-Milo xoxo
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Newt is stood at his locker, swapping out textbooks for his last two classes and grabbing different binders. His ears perk up as he hears footsteps coming towards him. Ignoring it, he starts zipping up his bag.

A light weight taps his shoulder, causing him to turn in the direction the tap was, just to see no one. His locker suddenly slams shut and he lets out a yelp as his tail gets caught between it. "Bloody hell Gally! Leave me alone!" Newt growls out. His British accent echoing through the halls, causing some other students to turn their attention towards the two. He grabs his tail and strokes it, whimpering as the pain continues to shoot through his tail. Newt can't help but tear up a bit as the stinging sensation in his tail doesn't stop.

Gally just chuckles and bares his teeth at Newt, trying to startle him. It works successfully and causes Newt to jump back a bit, in fear Gally will leap at him and tear his esophagus clean out of his throat. Gally just continues laughing and turns his back on Newt, walking off.

The omega flips him off as he walks away. He continues rubbing his tail, swallowing hard and holding back tears. The tail is one of the most sensitive parts on a werewolf, it always has been. Newt finally lets go and allows it to hang loosely again. He grabs his backpack before shutting his locker and walking to class.

It was normal for alphas to always pick on him. Newt is the schools disobedient omega and every alpha is dying to teach him a lesson.

Omegas were born to be submissive and weak, yet Newt tries to present as the opposite. Yes, he definitely isn't the most muscular but he sure as hell isn't going to let an alpha boss him around. That's just embarrassing, he thinks to himself.

He arrives to his class and walks to his desk, as he sits down, he's careful not to hit his tail against the chair. Successfully sitting without damaging his tail more, he lets out a content sigh and pulls out his binder, getting ready for todays lesson.

School for werewolves were normal. Newt was fortunate enough to go to a regular high school that didn't teach about submission in omegas and how each rank should act. Newt thinks he would lose his mind is he had to sit through an obedience class. Of course teachers at his school mention and share facts about ranks and such, but they've never made a full lesson about it.

Besides history class.

History class is one of the worst classes Newt is forced to take. It would be fine if he didn't have the most idiotic alpha to ever exist in that class.

Thomas Edison.

He's the leader of the Maze Runner pack. The name was given to the pack due to the pack being unpredictable, just like a maze. The Maze Runner pack has been existing for generations, each generation of the pack would use an efficient technique to kill their pray. They'd use their forest as a maze, cutting off the pray before killing it, resulting in the name Maze Runner. The pack is filled with betas. Newt is pretty sure they don't even have omegas there. Even Gally accepts omegas into his pack.

Newt just lets out a sigh as he thinks of packs. He's never been apart of a pack before. Most werewolves are born into a pack, or have to find one on their own.

Poor Newt never found one that would accept him since he moved, so eventually he stopped trying and is now known as the lonely omega. You'd think he'd be able to join the pack his family is apart of, but that's the problem. Newt grew up in London, eventually him and his mother had to move away and his father stayed for work reasons. Ever since they moved, both of them have been shunned by every other pack, resulting in the two to be loners.

Eventually Newt loses his train of thought as his teacher enters the class and the lesson starts.

The class goes by rather quickly. It doesn't take long for the bell to ring and the students get up, gather their things and make their way to their next class.

Newt follows the crowd of werewolves as he also makes his way to his next class. He sighs heavily as he looks up at the wide staircase in front of him. The omega hates stairs. Gathering up courage, he limps up the stairs. When Newt had his first shift, everything you could ever imagine went wrong.

He was locked in his room, most werewolves have their first shift like that. He was able to break his window and jump out, escaping. His mother didn't notice till she heard her child's cry from miles away. Newt managed to stumble across a hungry pack of wolves with a fresh dead deer. He had no control over himself and he went up to the older wolves, planning on sharing the kill with them. Unfortunately the wolves did not like that idea one bit. The alpha grabbed Newt by his leg, sinking his teeth deep into the skin before swinging him around like a rag doll, fracturing his leg and leaving scars due to his flesh being torn open.

Newt was lucky he didn't die that day.

He was able to escape and limp off. It took days for his mother to find him, due to his omega scent not being strong enough and the fact that he was literal miles away. His leg then healed awkwardly, giving him a limp to deal with for the rest of his life. As a teenager, it doesn't hurt him now, it's just uncomfortable and awkward for him to walk on, which makes stairs his worst enemy.

After an uncomfortable walk up the stairs, he finally makes it to his final class.

History.

Newt just prays that Thomas is feeling rebellious and decided to skip class. Chewing on his bottom lip, he walks in, spotting the alpha immediately.

Shit.