An Omegas Place

by Another Writer Who Loves

With Marys pack alpha dead it leaves the position of leader open to all alphas, but not to omegas like her. After all an omega can't be a pack leader. That doesn't stop her from stepping forward to try anyway. Unfortunately there is another alpha named John Winchester that is slowly getting more and more of her interest that wants the position as well.

11. Chapter 11

Mary closed her eyes as the healer of the pack slowly painted over her body, trying to focus on the brush of her fingers against her skin.

It was all based on rituals and rules, they were all old fashioned and only followed for decorum. The two wolves remaining would be painted in the symbols of the moon before they fought under the full moon.

She could already feel the pull of the moons light, the urge to shift and change. The moon was slowly getting higher in the sky and once it hit its highest peak she and John would fight.

The healer stepped away from her and she glanced down at herself, eyes following the symbols and shapes on her skin.

When she entered the clearing she immediately picked her parents out from the crowd, they were smiling at her encouragingly and for at least that she was a bit thankful for.

Coming to the front where John was she swallowed hard, noting the different symbols that were painted on him. His paintings seemed to dictate the sun rather than the moon.

The second in command came forward now and she listened with one ear. The alpha was usually painted with the moon but in the case of the alpha and the omega it was opposite. The alpha represented the sun and the omega the moon, they were supposed to be halves of one another but the life bearing omega was always the one closer to the moon.

John glanced at two people in the crowd, most likely his parents who looked uncertain about the whole thing. They were shifting uncomfortably in place and holding onto one another.

Finally the command stopped talking and nodded at them both, John and Mary glanced at one another for a second before they turned away.

Taking a deep breath Mary straightened up and walked forward to the middle of the clearing, her bones already shifting under her skin as she slowly started to let herself give into the pain and pleasure.

Mary rolled her shoulders back gave into the change, feeling her bones crack and snap and the skin rip as she turned into a wolf, a few feet away from her John did the same.

As the moon shined down on them Mary shot forward as John did the same, the both of them colliding against one another in a snarl of claws and teeth.

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