Werewolf Pack

In a wooded area somewhere in American continent, a group of werewolves were living at an abandoned camp site. Wooden cabins were now used as their homes. A lake was seen beside the camp site and was a sight to behold.

The sun was just setting on the west and its light was being reflected by the lake. It was a majestic sight to behold. This place was specifically chosen by this wolf pack because of its beauty and also the location.

The camp site was situated in a valley that was nearly impossible for normal humans to venture without hiking for hours on the mountain that was just behind the camp site. It was a perfect site for this werewolf pack that did not want to have any conflict with any surviving humans in this monster infested world.

The leader of this pack was Alpha Mark. He is still a young werewolf but had the genes of an alpha that could lead a pack. He had platinum blonde hair close to white and reddish brown eyes that turns to red if he feels deep emotions. Even amongst the werewolves be had an odd color. His werewolf form was that of a pure white wolf with striking red eyes, something that is rare for species that usually has dark colored fur. That is why he was thought to be the king of all werewolves, someone that could lead them to a new age.

But contrary to the expectations of the werewolves that knew him, Mark did not want to live a life of endless war and conquest. He wanted a life far from the battles of conquest between the daemons that roam the world freely. This was something his pack that knew of his past was curious because he was once captive of humans.

Mark when he was young of age was made a guinea pig by humans in their experiments on supernatural beings. He typically spent his childhood and adolescent inside a lab located in a remote area, locked away and experimented on. His pack thought that if anyone had a deep grudged and hatred against humans, it would be him. But his actions betrayed their thoughts.

Mark was able to escape the lab he was held captive in and was on the run since then. On the road he met a few rouges and little by little he was able to form a pack. He challenge every pack there is in the American continent and in some parts of Canada and South America. He had the biggest wolf pack there, before the opening the gates of hell.

Once it was opened and demons of the underworld were unleashed, humans started to dwindle in the war. Daemons started to fight each other after the human's defeat for territory and supremacy, hence utter chaos ensued on earth.

Mark's pack thought that they will also fight in the war but they were surprised that he did not want to take any part in it. When the daemons started to fight each other for supremacy, Mark fought for the territory his pack was on and now was living out of the radar.

Because of this, many thought that their Alpha was a coward. Many have challenged him in combat for the alpha position thinking that he may be just a weak werewolf that is still young and lacking in experience. But every opponent that came his way was crushed by him in combat. And this afternoon was the same.

A werewolf had challenge Mark in combat for the position of alpha. They were fighting each other near the lake side, and the challenger was clearly at a disadvantage.

"Grrrr…" A large gray wolf is being stepped on by Mark who was still in human form.

Mark was shirtless and his well toned and muscular body was shown in all glory. He was towering in height, more or less six feet. The transformed werewolf was big but he was being easily strangled by Mark on top.

"Is that all you have got?" Mark said with a blank expression. "If you couldn't even take me down in my human form, then how can you defeat me in my werewolf form?" He asked nonchalantly.

It was true that Mark was the strongest werewolf in the pack, that is why he is the Alpha. But many were thinking that he was a coward and weak because of his decision to hide from others. But every time a challenger comes, Mark always displays his strength to the pack making their mouth shout for quite a while.

"I cannot believe there are still idiots thinking that they can defeat Mark in battle." Jordan who is Mark's beta said.

"It's because they think Mark is weak in making his decisions." Greyson who is Mark's gamma replied. "I also do not know why Mark made such a decision. I mean, with the might of our pack warriors we can surely conquer the whole east coast first and then the west. We can rule the whole American continent if we join the territory battles, I am sure of it."

"That is because Mark does not want weak human survivors to be hurt in the cross fire." Jordan replied.

"Why would he think about the humans?" Greyson asked. "I know what those scumbags did to our alpha when he was young. He should despise those good for nothing beings. They were the ones that brought this upon themselves."

"Don't say such things." Jordan shot a warning glance at Greyson. "Not all humans are bad."

"S-Sorry…" Greyson raised his arms up in defeat candidly. "I forgot that your deceased mate was human. Your son is also half-half." Jordan sighed.

"Humans are weak. I was powerless to save my wife back then when daemons appeared. I was on the run with my son that was only a toddler when the war started and humans started hunting us." Jordan remembered. "That was when I met Mark and his pack. He took me and my son who was half human half werewolf. I raised the ranks and become his beta ever since."

Greyson stayed silent after Jordan recounted his past. The fight was still ensuing by it was evident who the victor was at this point.

"Mark, he also believe that there is still some goodness in humans." Jordan said while they were focused in watching the fight. "He had told me once when he escaped his captors, he met a human woman that showed him kindness when he was in his lowest. He had lost all hope in humans back then, but this woman had sparked hope into him once more. Because of the memory of that woman, he has vowed never to take human lives at all costs. And that was his alpha command to us in his pack since then."

The fight ended where Mark snapped the oversized werewolf's neck with his human arms.

"YEAH!!!" The crowd cheered for their alpha who was the victor.

The sun had just set when something had caught Mark's attention. He was in a daze looking at a distance. Jordan and Greyson was looking at him in confusion.

"Mark, what's wrong?" Jordan walked towards Mark.

"I just felt something." Mark was still looking at a distance. "It felt like an electric current just run thru my body and I became alert."

"What does that mean?" Greyson asked.

"I… do not know." Mark said looking at the direction where the sun had just set.

Edited by: nalyn