Alpha and Omega: Lone Wolf
(Author's Note: Hi all A&O lovers! This is my first story I have made on this website. In the past I have read lots of different fan-fiction stories from Alpha & Omega to Halo and Mass Effect to cross overs. I have always enjoyed the stories people create but I couldn't help but be disappointed to find the trend of stories never getting completed and forgotten even though they had such good ideas! My story won't suffer from that problem as I have almost completed it at over 30,000 words long. This chapter is a teaser for what is to come. Warning! This story is rated M for a reason I can be quite detailed in my descriptions sometimes and their will be lemons in later chapters. All characters from Alpha & Omega belong to Lionsgate and Crest Animation Productions. All OC's belong to me. Enjoy!
Prologue: Reflection
It was winter. The autumn leaves had fallen being swallowed up by the frozen wasteland that now encased this once beautiful and colourful land. The trees, stood like skeletons as though they had clawed their way out of the snow before being paralyzed in the sub-zero temperatures. There was no food at this time of the year. Most prey had done the smart thing and hidden away in their shelters sleeping through the harsh winter months, safe from harm. But not me, I was out on the hunt for the chance of a small morsel I could get my claws in to, to keep my belly full and my thirst quenched.
I continued on my path following the faint scent that hadn't been dispersed by the harsh climate. Clearly someone must be looking out for me in this unforgiving place. Keeping my pace steady I let the biting wind rush through by black and grey fur to focus on my task. My ears pricked up as I stopped to take in the sounds of the landscape.
Silence. Not even a bird, just the slow creaking of the trees in the wind.
My pace quickened, staying low to the ground the cold surface taking the air out of me as it rushed up to meet my body sucking the heat from me. I forced myself not to shudder, I had to stay focused I had been tracking my target for over an hour now and my stomach rumbled with anticipation.
Finally, there it was, a small rabbit sitting unsuspectingly in the snow nibbling on the husks of grass that even for him couldn't have been very appetizing. Beggars can't be choosers but my survival instincts screamed that anything now was fair game. Crouching low to the ground I approached my prey. Eyes icy blue and locked in blood lust. I burst towards my prey and almost before it had started it ended. The rabbit's eyes open wide frozen in shock as though he was still coming to terms with his death. I admired my kill. After a couple of months I had mastered the art of the hunt using the glistening white snow as my canvas, my sharpened claws and fangs as my brush and the deep red of blood as my paint.
As I consumed the still warm body of the rabbit letting the blood trickle down my sharp fangs I decided to take the rest of today's quarry back to the den. If I had learnt anything in my time out here it was to be prepared for anything. This wasn't the bountiful and prosperous land of Jasper Park. This was hell. No that's not right… it's too god damn cold! On the way back to my den I reflected on my past I had come a long way in both distance and character but I still missed my pup-hood and my friends. I took comfort in the fact that under this cold hard exterior deep down somewhere… I was still that fun-loving omega even though I knew my wolf (people) skills were definitely out of practice. I am completely alone out here but I can't go back to where I came from.
But, I miss Salty, Shakey and Mooch and- no stop it! Don't think about her you know you are going to be even more miserable if those thoughts come back now.
Garth made it quite clear. Ugh, Garth the mere mention of his name makes me unintentionally release a deep guttural growl. I used to be a weakling in comparison to him. But not now, now I am strong and menacing the land I roam through now has shaped me in to something that makes other wolves give me a wide berth. Though unlike Garth, I didn't do this for my own narcissistic pleasure I became confident in mind and powerful in body for survival. My name is Humphrey and I am a lone wolf.