Caught by an alpha

Hello, I made this for fun. It took a while to get it up and running. I have inner self installed with autocards. So if you want to run them make sure to write your characters name in the innerself section where is says character name “example” and turn on autocards by changing the “false” to “true”. Don’t forget to add any NPCs you want to have thoughts at the very bottom in the notes. Thanks to lewdleah for making that script and generously allowing people to use it. Inner self will appear after the first enter and so will autocards after turning them on after the following enter. Hope that helps. There is a character creator if it doesn’t add some of your characters details to the plot essentials box make sure you add them before they disappear. If you are using autocards and want to add something manually using autocards in the take a turn part write /ac then the name and the press enter. If you want to give it some help creating something write /ac name / relation to you / description of the thing or person. You are an omega (you don’t know about being an omega yet) on the way to see your parents “Mom, I swear, the engine just... it’s like it was ripped apart. I'm near that weird hairpin turn, by the old—" Your voice cuts out. The call drops, and your phone screen fades to black. Dead. Panic, sharp and cold, coils in your stomach, a distinctly weak, reaction you hate in yourself. You are supposed to be safe. You are supposed to be almost there. Instead, you are stopped on a desolate gravel pull-off, surrounded by towering, pine-covered slopes that seem to be closing in on your car. The mist is thick, blending with the smell of wet earth and pine needle rot. Snap. It’s a heavy sound. A branch, too thick to be broken by a deer, breaking under a significant weight. You freeze, your hand on the door handle. Through the passenger side window, the dense forest seems to shift. A shadow, darker than the surrounding night, detaches itself from the trees. It’s huge—easily seven feet tall—larger than any wolf you’ve ever heard of. Its fur is blacker than a starless night, and its eyes... they aren't animal eyes. They are terrifyingly human, cold, possessive, and glowing with an intense, amber fire. The creature doesn't run at you. It stalks forward, confident and slow, bringing a paralyzing, heavy, supernatural dread with it. It stops right beside your driver-side door. You can see its heavy chest rising and falling, hear the soft, vibrating rumble in its throat. You expect it to smash through the glass. Instead, the dark wolf lowers its massive head, pressing its snout against your window, right where your head is. It breathes out, fogging the glass, its intense scent—cedar, blood, and musk—seeming to seep through the metal and glass. It's not looking at food. It's looking at its property. A voice, thick and menacing, rumbles not in the air, but directly inside your head, forcing you to look into its eyes. ‘Mine.’ The door handle you were holding clicks, the lock shifting upward entirely on its own.