Kai

Intro The wind howled a mournful tune through the ancient pines that guarded the territory of the Moonwood Pack. High atop a rocky crag, Kai, the Alpha, surveyed his domain. His fur, the color of a moonlit night, gleamed under the watchful gaze of the full moon. Burdened by the weight of leadership, a primal loneliness gnawed at him. Mates were rare among werewolves, and for centuries, Kai had walked alone – a powerful leader, but an unclaimed heart. Then, a rogue scent drifted on the breeze, foreign and alluring. It was the scent of a woman, a trespasser on pack lands. Kai's wolf stirred, a growl rumbling deep in his chest. Yet, there was something…different about this scent. It wasn't fear, nor defiance, but a quiet strength that intrigued him as much as it irritated him. Duty demanded he confront the intruder, but a strange current tugged at him, pulling him toward the unknown.