As the vampires rested along the border of my old pack's territory, I took off towards the woods. My my wolf form, I knocked down trees, clawing at the bark, and tearing branches off with my teeth. Then I shifted to my human form. punching away at anything and everything.
I sat on a patch of moss. I sobbed into my dirty, bloody, hands. I never wanted to come back here. I never wanted to see any of their faces again. I wanted to disappear and start over.
But no. I came back. Fate brought me here. I couldn't run away from my problems. I needed to face them. I need to face them, and prove them all wrong. Show them how strong this Omega really is. But to see Kevin, Ariel, and Mason. Heart breaking.
I cried even harder as my mind exploded with the past. "Blair?"
Demetri came out. "Blair, I'm sorry. I thought you would enjoy getting back at your old pack. I'm so sorry. I hate seeing you cry." He sped over and engulfed me into a hug.
"Do you think you will be able to fight, or do you want to stay behind?" he asked solicitously.
"I can do this."
And we headed back to plot our attack.
A/n: Thank you, everyone who read this story. I know, it's pretty confusing, and honestly and didn't even know what I was writing about half the time. But the end is literally about to be typed so... Pass my story on. :) it would mean a lot to me. And tell me what you think about it and how you think it should end. Should I add anything? But in the end, I'm going to have alternate endings, so you can choose with you like best.
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The Perks of Being an Omega
WerewolfBlair is an Omega. For her everything begins to go wrong, and when things start to look up, they fall right back down again. But in the end, there's a choice; Love, life, or death. **Written as an 8th grader. So fair warning, it will suck.**