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.

12. Chapter 12

It was a rush and mess of claws and teeth. Snarls filled the air as they threw themselves at one another.

If the rest of the pack was saying anything, if they were making any noise at all, she didn't hear them. Everything around them faded into the background and all she heard was her heartbeat and the vibrations of her paws against the ground and against John.

John threw her to the side and she quickly got back to her feet, teeth aiming at his shoulder and managing to bit into his limb, enough for blood to fill her mouth once more.

He used that moment to do the same to her, twisting his body to bite at her as well. She tried to move away from his attack but he did manage to nip at her enough to draw blood.

A part of her knew that he was avoiding her back, where she had gotten hurt before and had reopened the last week. She was simultaneously thankful and angry at the idea, she didn't want to have a handicap of any sort but at the same time she didn't want to deepen her scars.

They couldn't do this all night, despite how willing she was to do so. After already fighting during the month three times for their lives a week wasn't enough to completely recover their strength.

Mary threw herself into the rest of the fight, gathering whatever strength she had to do so. She tried to ignore the pain shooting through her, trying to focus on attacking John. She tried not to think about who he was and whatever she felt beforehand, right now he was just her opponent, he was just someone that she needed to beat.

For a moment the two collided. Claws raking over the other and teeth buried into each other. Tearing away from each other meant ripping through skin and muscle and a fresh wave of pain to go through her.

Mary stumbled for a moment, blinking harshly as she tried to see through the blood and the pain. Her legs entwined together for a moment and it was enough to bring her down to the ground.

The second she hit the ground her eyes started to close despite her desperation to keep them open. She did try to stand, her limbs sliding along the dirt before she fell back.

Darkness started to cloud over her vision and the last thing she saw was John falling to the ground as well before she lost consciousness.

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