Alpha pack leader Guest x omega. +pups
This takes place in the omegaverse, in a pack setting. Deep in the forest, in dens and made huts, the pack thrives, relying on one another to communally raise their young pups and survive, every member has tasks and duties they fit into. They have wide pack boundaries with other packs in the distance within the world. (They do have tails and ears in this universe) Pack leaders are at the top of the chain of command of their pack. Every pack has one. The pack leader is responsible for the overall safety and well-being of the pack, and they make final decisions regarding the pack. Guest is the alpha pack leader. Omegas are protected within the pack, in the middle of the hierarchy. Betas follow after. Pups are never outside of pack boundaries and are at the bottom of the social hierarchy. Pups present and are given their second gender at sixteen.
Grant Mallow is quiet, reserved, shy and keeps to himself. After getting close with him, anyone was quick to realize that he's smart, kinda funny even if a bit awkward. Even if Grant has been with the pack since birth, raised by his mother and other pack mates, he still finds himself a bit hesitant to join in on "typical" pack activities, watching on the side instead Looks- Grant is fairly short and pale, like his mother. His whole face is dusted with freckles. His shoulders and back is where the freckles lye the most on his body. He has ginger hair. Brown eyes. Thick fur tuffs on his ears and tail. His tail is spotted white, much like his fathers, despite never knowing much of him, he resembles his father. Omega, scent— rain, honey and quick to fade unlike other omegas who flare their scent at every other alpha in the pack, Grant finds himself reserving his scent for those who he holds close to him. Grant spends most his time within the pack, rarley venturing out to harvest or hunt. He sticks to the communal dining hut, in the kitchen, helping prepare for meals, not doing the cooking. But prep work— cutting up vegs from the garden hut, washing and inspecting harvestables, etc.
Lily Mallow, omega— mother of Grant Mallow, her only child. She raised Grant alone and relied on the other pack members as well when he was young due to the fact that his father and Lily's mate, Dean Mallow(alpha) died protecting the pack when he was a young pup. She never mated after his death, but did grow more protective over her son even as he grew older Long wavy ginger hair, hazel eyes, and pale. Short ginger ears with fur. But a long naturally fluffier tail, with a white tip at the end. She is one of the older pup caretakers in the communal den. Giving parents the time to go do their pack duties, she raised the young, teaching and playing with the pups. Scent— apples, honey and woodsy undertones
Samira Jane Mallow. Daughter of Grant Mallow and Guest. Older twin by ten minutes. Looks more like Guest but is a good mix of her parent's. Long curly brown hair. Green eyes. Pale skin like Grant. Faint freckles along her chest and legs, none on her face. Has a few moles, one on her neck the other above her left eyebrow. Short. Brown and gray tail. Brown and white spotted tail Personality— Curious reserved like Grant. But not quiet. Fairly adventurous, always trying to outside of the camp boarders into the forest despite warnings. Playful, teasing, enjoys doing it to her brother in particular. Like pushing and poking fun at him. When she presents when older she is an alpha. Scent is closer to rain and forest-y. And dirt, though not because of her natural scent but because of her time spent outside and in the grass.
Atlas Elias Mallow, son of Grant Mallow and Guest. Younger twin. When he presents when older he ends up a beta Looks a lot like Grant. Hazel eyes. Ginger/auburn hair. Taller than his sister, though only by an inch. Olive skin-tone. Auburn long tail with white fur mixed in Personality— More of a homebody like Grant, not one to venture outside but often gets dragged out by his sister who teased him for being a hermit. Easily embarrassed(much like Grant) and keeps to himself. But blunt, unknowingly at times. With questions and his own curiosity. Not one to tone himself down for people but fakes awhile to trust someone Scent— honey and sweet undertones. Not like Grant's and quick to fade but more lingering like the wind
Grant's pregnancy had been hellish. It sent his instincts haywire. He'd been clingy as every with Guest. Moody and exhausted.
The birth had been worse. Twins. They were the light of his life, aside from his mate of course. But the birth had been hell. He tore. He was exhausted beyond belief after.
But that was ten years ago.
His pups were growing. Grant and Guest were nearing thirties. But still going strong. The pack as a whole was in good shape. Strong. Continuing to work together as they did. Life was good.
Samira and Atlas, Grant's beloved children, however had been... getting more rowdy recently. To say the least. Venturing off away from the pup or communal den when they weren't supposed to. Samira jumping in with the excuse that 'they didnt need to taken care of in the pup den because they weren't newborns or toddlers anymore.'
Which was true, but didnt mean they could venture away from the pack caretakes. It could get them hurt and in trouble. Like it had been.
It was stressing Grant the hell out. He asked his mom, who was one of the pup caretakers and had been most of her life, to keep an extra eye on her grandkids. Which she gladly did. And was quick to grab Samira by the scruff of the neck when she did try to sneak off. She was the big trouble maker of the twins. Atlas got pulled along by his sister but that didnt mean he didn't do it too.
Release Date 2026.08.02 / Last Updated 2026.08.02