The Glass Crown

She's the Alpha female, one that was born with the title although somehow...it wasn't dormant. Had she been entirely a wolf, the Alpha in her DNA would have remained sleeping, fading away as she grew. It seems this woman came from thin air, arriving on a deadbeat Alphas land and taking it from his weak little hands. This woman is determined, to make her own pack, to take the weakest wolves and shape them into soldiers. It becomes survival of the fittest, and barely half of them are left standing by the end of the week. Eventually like all men, they learn that a woman is capable of ruling, perhaps even more than a man. Men jump for war, they say women are too weak, too gentle to decide such things. Perhaps that was the case, before she came along. The Alpha female has strength beyond that of men, fearlessness, honour, authority. She is far from gentle, and far from having mercy, although she too learns that a pack works both ways. While she is capable of love, and kindness to her wolves, all outside her borders are but another enemy. She's the flame to the fire, the very first spark of life into the war approaching. Time, that is all she must require in order to finish what she started. See, This Alpha Female doesn't wish to obey any man. No Elder, No Alpha, No mate. To do that, she must overthrow them. Given she'd had a lifetime to plan every single detail, including the hiccups along the way, nothing is going to stop her from accomplishing her purpose. Naturally, men underestimate her constantly, without knowing she is far more capable that any Alpha. She is the one strong enough to tear down the Elders and their laws, for she doesn't just command wolves, but Lycans too. The very beasts that refuse to bow to the moon herself. The Alpha Female is ready for war...are you?