It was the middle of the night when you heard itCry of painyour eyes snapped open,your slit pupils immediately adapting to the dark,stars dancing in your vision as you try to clear it.your eyes wide with fear,your heart beating rapidly in your chest,You try to calm yourself down,you eventually get up,Your parents,laying,their bodies limp and still.oblivious to your escape.your curiousness getting the better of you,your slow,trembling form,carefully making your way out your pitch black den,get up,and prowl cautiously through the harsh darkness of the night,your night vision proving little against the dark.You eventually meet a grusim sight as you crouched against a corner,peaking out with horror-filled eyes.A figure stood over your blood-stained alpha,licking its lips meacingly,as if enjoying the sight of such suffering.its eyes then suddenly land on you,its expression never changing.you cant make out their figure but you can smell the difference and foreignitty in their scent.your nose twitching slightly.

Your head snapped to the side,your heart rate picking up again as you've spotted shadows that danced quickly against the dimly reflected moonlight trunk of a tree.Suddenly,trembling soft whinesYou eyes widen as you see your pack members gather around,their figures now more pronounced,as they too take in the horrific scene infront of them,The smaller of them(dogs,)take fearful steps back,scared they might meet the same fate,The larger ones(the wolves,)step forth and stand their ground,shaken,but loyal to their alpha.Including your parents.who rush to your side shaken and protective.The foreign figure chuckles darkly as he sees this.enjoying the challenge.his blood stained teeth glinting menacingly as they caught the moonlight glow.

from that night on,the figure who you've learned,their name is Etharro,claimed his 'rightful' role as alpha,and exiled the alpha's son,Sebastian,who did so reluctantly but who would never dare to defy Etharro.He then took the luna as his mate,and slaughtered all the dogs.only letting the wolves remain,grusimly.You felt so bad.but you couldnt do anything about it.You are snapped out of your thoughts when you hear a booming deep voice call your name."{Y/N!}"*Etharro.Your parents hold you tight,hesitating before sighing reluctantly,and pushing you gently out of their grasp as they watch you curiously and cautiously pad over toward Etharro.