Pandemonium | EDITING
She was wild, where he'd been tamed.
He was gentle, while she was fierce.
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Lyra loved her freedom. Running through the forest, answering the calls of her family. If she could, she'd never be in human form. It was weak. Pathetic. Her human form did not call out to her, as her true side did.
Elijah, alpha of the Michaels pack, hasn't had freedom to do what he likes in years. Since taking over the pack at the age of twenty one after his parents' death because of civil war between packs, he's been focused on creating a strong pack. One that will be strong enough without the aid of the council of wolves.
But with the rise of hunters, and the extermination of their kind, the elders have called for all the packs to join as one. And that includes a pack who live deep in the woods.
[ being re-written, please see author's note ]