The battle was over... Most of the rouges retreated from the fight, including their leader, the wolf who called himself "King". But he was anything besides a king. He was the devil himself, as cruel as he was. As he lay dying, as Kate was about to approach him for the final blow, he had a wicked smile on his face because of what he did. For what he did, Kate could NEVER forgive. A part of her heart... a part of Her very soul, along with Humphrey's, was torn away... All because of what the devil himself had done. As Kate delivered the final, gruesome, grisly blow to the cruel alpha, she looked over at the small, lifeless pup that was once runt.
Runt was the youngest of the three pups that Kate gave birth to, and of course, he was the future leader of the Omegas, while his brother and sister Stinky and Claudette would grow up to rule Jasper, side by side with their heirs. Runt was always cheerful. Rarely ever got legitimately mad at anyone. He would get irritated with his siblings teasing of his size, but he would never want to harm a fly... so innocent... so young was he...