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Danny's POV

"So men, we have another hiker on our territory. They were noticed during our patrols today, camping out near the clearing. You know what we do to hikers, they have no right to be on our territory. Dan, I want you to see if the omega was digressed and pursue this hiker. We all love to play tag, right?" Gorman said, laughing.

As we all joined in, I got up to see the mistake. One thing about omegas is that they all have a form of little space, where they digress into a child-like state. We didn't know when the mistake would digress, I mean who would pay that much attention to him? When he did digress, we found a fun way to dispose of the trespassers, we played tag. I would drag the mistake by the hair into the backyard, and from there it starts. I scare him into running into the forest, before turning into my wolf and chasing after him. Once he is right where I want him, I watch from the treeline, as the hiker finds him, bloody and bruised. When they go to help him, I shove him aside and take out the hiker. Slowly of course, otherwise it wouldn't be fun.

Throwing open the basement door, I go down to find him cowering in the corner, a surefire sign he digressed. Normally he would be standing, head bowed in the center of the room.

"Perfect timing," I said, walking up to him.

"Come here pup," I said, creeping towards him," we have some nice people upstairs that want to meet you."

He shakily stood up, breathing shallowly. Perfect. I grabbed him by the hair, dragging him up the stairs and out the back door, throwing him onto the lawn.

"We're gonna play tag," I told him, drawing out my claws," And I am it!"

Lunging at him, he bolts into the forest. Smiling, I relax and shift, taking off after him. I could smell the human not far off and boy was I excited to tear into him. I ran just fast enough to keep the mistake running, keeping off him as he entered the clearing. I watched from the trees, as he fell to the ground, heaving. I could hear the human walk up the small hill, watching as he cleared the top and step on a twig.

Mistake whipped around, noticing the human before he noticed him. I could sense his panic, knowing what was to unfold. That alone brought up my adrenaline, and the second the human saw and walked toward him I pounced. Barreling over the mistake, I bit his forearm, enjoying the metallic taste filling my mouth. The humans' screams were music to my ears, as I tore into him, slowly and avoiding major bleed areas. I went for the kill, biting through his femoral artery and clean through the bone.

As the human died, the mistake pass out. Heh, what a weakling. Satisfied with my kill, I began to walk back to the house, dragging the mistake by the leg. I made sure he hit every root and stone on the way back. I pranced my way back and proudly showed my bloodied fur to all those that saw me enter the yard. Everyone came out to congratulate me on protecting the pack. Amy came out to retrieve the mistake and return him to the basement, giving the pack time to have a bit of stress relief with him first. The members happily took turns punching him, breaking more ribs, and breaking his wrist before they disposed of him in the basement. I shifted back and was showered in love by the whole pack.