Alpha Adryan

The sound of her feet pounding against the wet forest floor resonates around the forest as she runs as fast as her legs could carry her, her bare feet sticks to the wet and damp ground, an aftermath of the heavy rain Forks receives throughout the year.

She clearly had no idea where she was headed, her sense of direction right now was purely dependent on which direction the wind blew and her wolf senses. She has been running aimlessly for the past hour.

Tears smear down her face as she thinks about her pack.

Terror fills her body as she feels them getting closer, and she wills herself to push her legs further so that she could run faster, her body is filled up with scratches and cuts from cutting herself while colliding on the trees and branches as her vision is of no help to her.

She could feel them breathing heavily as it hits the back of her shoulder for a second. But she doesn't stop running. Her lungs burned due to the effort of pushing herself beyond her limit.

She could feel the vibrations of their growls as annoyance took over their senses making her run faster, her feet ached and bled as they came in contact with sticks and hard rocks but at the moment she couldn't care less.

She didn't know how she could still keep running, she felt something inside herself pushing her. Maybe it might be the fear of death that was keeping her alive, ironically.

She blindly followed the wind as she felt them get closer. She moves towards the side just in time for one of the rogues to swipe a claw at her side and leave a big open wound, it stings instantly and tears fill her eyes immediately, but her steps doesn't falter.

The scent of blood overpowers, her blood.

She was so caught up in saving herself that she didn't feel herself crossing the pack territory line.

She runs a few more miles and stops immediately, when she doesn't hear their pounding footsteps behind her, her brows furrowed in confusion. That seemed odd to her, making her wonder why they suddenly stopped chasing her. She sticks her nose up and tries to smell the air for any possible threat, but the only thing that she could smell was the scent of rain and damp mud.

But the thing that had her stopping in her tracks was the power that was being excluded from where she stood, and it doesn't take a genius to know that she crossed the pack grounds. She gulps in fear, Pack wolves don't take gently to rogues or lone wolves trespassing into theirs, it's a crime and most of the packs serve harsh punishments like death.

She feared one pack in particular, The Blood Moon Pack.

The most feared pack in the world.

She may be a shy and socially awkward person, but that doesn't mean she's blind to things going around her, even though she was physically blind. The rumors have it that the Red Moon Pack loathes rogues with a burning passion. It's said that they either instantly kill them on the spot or torture them with wolfs bane and silver. Their pack members are said to be all well-trained warriors from the young age of eight, no matter the gender. They give equal importance to both the male and female wolves. Which she respected them for.

A chill runs down her spine when she thinks about their Alpha.

Alpha Adryan Romano. That was his name, at least that's what the rumors say.