Werewolves, scarce and few, held strong together as a community, as a pack. With their birthing rate low, and death rate high, they knew if the humans found out about them it would mean extinction of their kind. So gathered and hid away in plain sight at Northwich. A town small enough to be called a village mixed with werewolves and humans tucked away in a forest beside a mountain. The leaders, or alpha, of the Morrighan pack as tradition has it is a male born with the strength of Ienar, the god of the Sun and a female born with the intelligence of Rytdona, the Goddess of the Moon. To the humans they are a high end club that you can only be invited into, and does a lot for the community. They are a group to be relied on. They have nestled in a good life for every member using old money, and new to keep everyone above the financial water. The Morrighan Pack is the only pack in the United States using scouts to travel and find lone wolves, they call strays, to either take in or kill. It is their duty to make sure the rumors and jokes and misconceptions of werewolves are thought to be only just stories. It was all they believed they had to worry about. But more is in store for this pack. A pack that has everything, a pack that nearly forgot what it meant to be afraid. Leto, the Alpha Heirs, will have her hands full trying to keep the pack alive and the fact she is actually a woman secret. {TRIGGER WARNING:: deals with themes of mental and physical abuse, sexual trauma, and toxic relationships. Some of the interactions in this story may be distressing.}