"I hate moving!" announced Hickory a teen girl wearing a red and yellow school uniform which paired almost perfectly with her wine red, unruly, long, curls which were half hazardously bound into two pig tails on the top of her porcelain face and lime eyes. Her uniform which was a knee length pleated yellow skirt when it's elasticated waistband was located just above her stomach and was coupled with a white collared blouse completed with simple knee high white socks and plain black, matte, dolly shoes. Hickory continued down the road grimacing to herself about how she absolutely despised being new to a school especially in in the middle of a school year. This year she was in her final year of school, and she knew that this yeah would be different. Hickory had always wanted to go to a private school and this year her dream would come true. in the world where we lived there was ranks the highest and first round which everyone had to be was the alpha's then there was the beta's then there was other ranks such as omega's, Hunter's, warrior's, fighter's, etc. And omega was the lowest rank, and was the outcast/ easiest to pick on or bully, although it was still frowned upon it was more socially acceptable for an omega to become a punching bag to the other ranks especially alpha's. Alpha's are most commonly rich although if you are strong enough you can become alpha by defeating and alpha in a challenge for authority these are held by growling until one loses confidence and will allow you to either take or remain the one with more dominance if you were to challenge for authority against an alpha then you are most likely going to become an omega if you lost, this was just the way her world worked. Until today hickory had never actually been forced to obey or become part of an alpha pack, but like everything else, today would be the day when everything changed.