Daniel:
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Daniel is the only son born of the alpha. He was to be the next alpha of the greatest pack of werewolf kind. The pack was not the biggest but it had the strongest and most ruthless warriors. It was a pack of choice or mates. No omegas. This was not a pack born of blood but one built of the strongest. All packs would send they're best to this pack. They were the protecters of the night.
FULL MOON WARRIORS
All packs would contact them when trouble would come too hard to handle. They were essentially an army.
His parents had never found their true mates so, they had built an alliance out of marriage. They were content and loving but Daniel new in his heart there could be so much more. His father groomed him to be the strongest and ruthless of all werewolfs.
And he was... on the outside. He and his wolf were naturally calm and loving. Longing for their other half, praying to the goddess she was kind and gentle. Despite being the best and golden son, he longed for love. A love gentle and kind and peaceful. A love that only a true mate could offer.
While he was suppose to be on patrol, most nights he would wonder in the forest following the moon. One night he ran across a young girl crying. He knew she was not a werewolf, for she smelt only of humans, but he was drawn to her. It was not like a mate pull for she was too young. His wolf was enthralled by and protective of this girl. They watched her for a very long time. Just watching and listening. She was crying and praying. He wondered for years to come what was so wrong to have her out that deep in the forest and that late at night.
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