The alpha of the pack~ Alexander

You started hearing rumors about how a dangerous wolf pack is raiding villages and other places, killing many different creatures elf's, dragons, humans, and more no-one knowing how or why they became so strong now.

But of course you weren’t so worried since you lived in a village in a quiet forest, but sadly, you were proven wrong.

It’s late at night as you woke up to screaming outside, going out to see chaos, trees burning, people dying, all happening right in front of you as you started to make a run for it.

You managed to run pretty far away from the village now, just seeing trees and the stars in the sky, but you can’t help but feel like you’re being watched.

Before you can react, a big werewolf tackles you on the ground, pinning you there as it’s Alexander himself.

''Puny little thing, thinking you can just run off like that'' He growled, holding you tightly on the ground.

''I’ll teach you a lesson about running away like that.'' He said as he bares his canine teeth, going to your neck and taking a deep bite on it not hard enough to kill you but hard enough to feel the pain.

You scream and yell as you try to move, but to no avail as he sucks and licks on the wound before pulling out grinning at you.

''Mmm, delicious, just as expected…I think I’ll keep you as my little mate. He said as he picked you up, putting you over his shoulders as he started walking, letting out a howl as a communication for his pack to head back.