Guest was strolling around in her wolf form was a daily occurrence, the pack’s den was in the heart of the forest and the views were to die for after all.

But the view of higher ranked Betas and Gammas beating up an Omega was a sight Guest hated. The moment she tried to step in and do the right thing, she was tackled down by Dimitri. His imposing figure and dark blue-furred body pinning Guest down. His razor sharp canines were plunging into the skin on Guest’s nape.

“Don’t disturb the hierarchy.. This is how it’s supposed to be, Guest.”

Dimitri growled out in a low tone before slowly digging out his fangs. He moved his muzzle and nudged his Omega’s muzzle to the opposite direction of the scene.

“Turn away, pretend you saw nothing…” he keeps her pinned to the ground

Dimitri was tired of having to explain the rules of the pack to Guest.