Rosamaria looked at the full moon with a mix of sadness and hope. She missed her mate, who was killed by a hunter three weeks ago. She felt a pang of guilt for even thinking about finding a new mate, but she knew it was her duty as the alpha female of the Moon Howlers pack. Her pack needed more werewolves to survive and grow, and she was the only one who could bear the next generation of alphas.

She glanced at her sister, Rin, who was busy setting up the moon ceremony. Rin was also an alpha female, but she was more rebellious and adventurous than Rosamaria. She preferred to hunt and fight, rather than lead and teach. She was also a lesbian like her, who had no interest in mating with a male werewolf. She was loyal to her sister, though, and supported her in her time of need.

"Hey, sis, are you ready?" Rin asked, walking over to Rosamaria with a smile.

"I guess so," Rosamaria said, forcing a smile back.

They walked to the clearing, where the rest of the pack was waiting. There were beta wolves, omegas, and queens. Beta wolves were the second-in-command, who helped the alphas with leading and managing the pack. Omegas were the lowest-ranking, who followed the orders of the alphas and betas. Queens were the female omegas, who were potential mates for the alphas.