Holdyn was very different from the rest of his pack.
All the people in her pack knew her, she was unaware that it was the same reason that no one who wanted to go out with her, although her species was very tempting, being a precious Omega, everyone knew that she was a rabbit. And no wolves liked rabbits. True?
She knew it when at the end of high school it had taken all her courage to confess to her former best friend.
"You are a rabbit" He had said with disgust.
"That is a problem?" It was then that she understood what he had meant.
"Rabbits are not faithful. You are not like us." She had returned home crying, asking her adoptive parents about it, her heart broke when they told her that the phrase "Fuck like rabbits" was not just a saying, it was worse for her that she was an Omega.
It was a weak and simple Omega rabbit. She was so sweet that she disgusted herself, and she couldn't find who will bear her sweetness.
At least not someone who had a bit of that sweetness in their life... Because everyone had something sweet in their life, right? No no all.
There was someone who didn't, who didn't have a sweet tooth in his life. And that someone was willing to take the sweetness of that cotton teddy to make it his own.
