SHE ISN'T LIKE THE EVERYDAY WEREWOLF. She is strong, bold, willed, beautiful and also mischievous. After her parents died due to a plot that had been brewing in the breedlands she took up the mantle of leadership.

At age nine Fallon Hills was already an Alpha. The news of her becoming Alpha spread far and wide, it spread to the neighboring packs and also to the other continents.

A nine year old Alpha was not unheard of but the thing there was the fact that the nine year old Alpha was a girl. No one could stop her because she was determined, she defied all odds and also she had the Alpha bloodline.

Fallon took great pride in guarding and protecting her pack. Tho, Hill pack was the smallest of all the packs, it was also among the most ancient of all packs. The legends have it that Hill pack was among the first producers of werewolf if not the very first.

Fallon today was in her wolf form doing her routine pack check. She was currently sweeping the borders of her pack for the faintest smell of intruders.

Intruders knew better than invading or coming near Hill pack, Fallon was not known to show mercy. Though she might be a young lady about to leave her teens and welcome herself fully into her youth era she had a lot of blood on her hands and paws.

Rogue wolves who strayed too close to her pack lands were killed at sight. No form of pity came from her. Despite her being such a vile and evil person as everyone claimed she was, she had the full and unwavering support of her pack members.

The werewolf world at the moment was plagued by an unknown force. As the non-shifters had representatives for each continent, so did the shifters. There was a plot brewing that a wolf was about to overthrow other wolves' bodies who held world power and take power into his hands. A werewolf's sense of entitlement could get too big at times.

When a werewolf becomes power hungry and gains a sense of extra entitlement they tend to act extreme, invade packs and take territories from other were packs thus a werewolves biggest problem was his ego.

Fallon rounded up her border check and went behind a tree to shift back to her human form. She is a sight to behold standing tall at 6'2 with wavy black hair and gray eyes, eyes which gave her a serene look. Her body was well toned with well proportioned abs. After she shifted and wore the spare clothes that were kept aside she strolled leisurely into the pack.

Greetings of hello Alpha, good day Alpha and more moved along with the wind and she entered further into the pack she answered them with a nod as her mind was on the letter she received earlier today.

The wolf village was a beauty to behold with the aid of witches and wizards; the packs were well hidden from non-shifters' view. The clansmen(witches and wizards) had a long running and lasting relationship with the wolf people.

Early days humans exploited and killed magic users; this massacre and exploitation led to alliance between the shifters and the clansmen. The werewolves kept the clansmen safe from non-shifters in return for protection the clansmen carried out purges to protect the shifters.

The werewolves needed purges to cleanse them from the blessing of Cerberus.

The blessing was not really a blessing per se. When Selene the moon goddess was cast away from her heavenly abode and position of a goddess her jealous lover Cerberus aided her. He was a man with mixed emotions as such that when Selene was cast down he took her place and as she blessed the human she loved Cerberus also blessed him with hate in his heart.

Purges were held every year so that Cerberus curse which made their wolves so savage it would tend to break out of their human body would be held at bay. The purging ceremony consisted of two parts which are; the binding and the calming. In Hill park purges were carried out twice in a year due to them being a Genesis Descendant Pack.

Fallon got to the pack house which stood at the extreme end of the village so it was like a watchtower and went straight up to her room which sat at the top most part of the pack house.

Inside her room she saw laying down on her bed, her pack witch who was also her best friend.

"Hey Tays" she greeted while stripping off her clothes readying to take a shower.

Taylor looked up from the book she was reading and acknowledged her friend. Taylor was like all witches were, pretty. Her red curly hair stuck to her sweaty face. Taylor was always sweating no matter what the weather was. She cocked an eyebrow at Fallon asking a question that was only obvious to the both of them.

"You'll go for the convention meeting right, Fallon?"

"I don't know maybe I won't" Fallon replied with a careless shrug as she stepped into the bathroom, Taylor hated this shrug Fallon doing it always meant she was up to no good. She and Fallon had always been partners in crime. The only person who could put the two friends in place was the Beta Jordan Jnr.

"Fallon you have too, you just have too." Taylor said as she sat up on the bed where you could get a clearer picture of her face. Accompanying the wild red hair were sparkling deep blue eyes.

The thing with the clansmen was that they all looked like dolls. From the fattest to the slimmest, the most beautiful to the most scrawny looking they all looked like porcelain dolls.

Many people would easily mistake a clansman for a blood sucker. The main difference was that blood suckers were haughty and created in a way that they beat the science scale of beauty.

They were also very pale and kept to themselves all the time. You'd hardly see a blood sucker interfere in issues that do not concern them.

They were also tagged a lazy lot. Gossip carried that clansmen got their porcelain skin from having relationships with blood suckers. They'd always deny it and say it was because of the quality vegetable they planted and ate that made them look good.

Fallon exited the bathroom looking fresher with a lighter air around her. She walked towards her dressing table which had a mirror planted in it and did her hair. Taylor had already returned to her book. Clansmen were avid readers, they read everything and they read everywhere.

Taylor had been Fallon's best friend since they were creeping. Taylor's parents Maa Freda and Paa Josef had been the previous Alpha and Luna's christened clansmen.

The christening between a werewolf and witch and wizard was like werewolves finding their mates tho a werewolf could be christened another witch or wizard if the one they had died and vice versa. Christening only happens between Alphas and witches or wizards.

Clansmen were also a proud race. In as much as they got protection from the shifters they didn't want their relationship to exceed certain boundaries. So when they were making preparations to help each other the Clansmen dedicated a certain witch or wizard to become the bonded witch or wizard to the Alpha.

If an Alpha couldn't find a bonded clansman in his or her pack, they had to pick a random good clansman to become their bonded.