The darkness of the woods makes it hard to see. The young wolf had ran away from his pack, not knowing where he'd go.

Ran stabbed at his furry like sharp rocks being thrown. The water runs down his muzzle like blood. The core of his body burns, even with the frozen needles of water stabbing his back. This was not good, he was going into heat.

He's tired and hungry. A fools mistake. The young pup didn't stop for water, nor did he have the luxury to hunt. They would have caught him if he did.

Mud mixed with his brown fur as he stumbled through the watery guck. He hazel eyes, droopy, look up. A large black wolf with yellow eyes stared him down, blocking him. Low, powerful growls left the older wolf.

The young wolf had no chance in fighting nor did he have the strength too. How could he? Even with the smell of the heavy rain and mucky dirt, the boy could still smell it. The thick smell of an alpha, and Dipper, a mere omega.

Dipper collapsed to the side. Mud sprained the older wolf.

It went black.

The sound of rain still fluids his ears, but his fur felt clean and warm. Slowly, his eyes open. The black alpha cleaned the younger wolf, brought him into a cave and curled around the smaller body.

Low breathes left the other wolf, and eyes open. Dipper lowers himself to the ground, showing he is no threat. But the black wolf only nudges his nose against the brown fur.

For the next week, Dipper never left the cave. The alpha didn't allow it. The strange wolf didn't speak much, but if Dipper ever tried to leave without being escorted, the dark furred alpha blocked the way out , his gold eyes staring down at him as if ordering him to go back into the corner and wait for the bigger wolf to return.

And that's what he did.

The strange wolf told the boy to call him Cipher. And Dipper obeyed. He'd wait until Cipher to return with his kill.

Soon, some of the hunters from Dipper's pack came along. They were the biggest and the toughest part of the pack.

To the young Omega's surprise, Cipher had shifted into his human form for the first time Dipper had stayed there. His skin tan, his hair get black. A think black outline of triangle covered his back. And his eyes still gold.

"What?" He snarls out, his eyes narrow and a growl bubbling in the back of his throat.

The leader steps forward, her strawberry fur ruffles with a low warning growl. "We are just looking for a run away," she said, taking a battle stance.

Dipper had never seen a wolf take human form before. He was to young to do so. Not that he can't, it just wasn't allowed. Truth be told, Dipper had never seen his human reaction and never once shifted.

His back pounded it into his head that omegas aren't allowed too, only in front of the one he mates with. And he was scared too, even at the age of 16.

And that's why he ran.

"I'm the only one here," he hisses, arms crossed. "You'd be able to smell if another was here," he states, showing his teeth.

The two others behind her sniffed the air. She turned her head, and the two other alphas shook their heads.

Wendy, the leader, lowers her head in shame. Growling to herself. "Damnit." Suddenly, she took of in another direction, the other's fallowing her close behind.

The alpha turns his head, tilting his head to the side with a bored look on his face. "You can come out now." His voice was rough yet gently.

The trembling boy came out from the shadows.

The man smirks, stepping forward, his hips swaying. "Good omega," he whispers gently, cupping the pups snout. "They won't be back now," he said, smiling wickedly down at the hazel eyed boy.

"You knew?" Dipper asks, leaning into the touch, still shocked.

A hum crawls in the back of Cipher's throat. "When I first found you, your scent said it all," he stated.

Embarrassment falls over the young wolf, his head lowers in shame. "Oh," he breathed out. "I'm sorry," he apologized.

"Nonsense," the alpha comforts, ruffling the brunette's furry face. "But now that you've seen my human form, how about you show my yours?" He asks with a smug grin and an arched brow.

"I-I can't." A lump sits in his throat. "I've never done it before," he whispers.

Low chuckles leaves the older man, "of course you can. Forces," he encourages in soft tone of voice.

His chest tightens, and eyes shut tight. His body strains, muscles tighten. Drool pours from his lips as a moan of pain.

"See?" The alpha spoke words of approval.

Opening his eyes, Dipper gasps seeing his reflection in those yellow eyes. Goosebumps cover his body and trembling hands reach up from his fluffy brown hair.

"Oh god," he whispers. "I did it."