Kaia is not a stranger to loneliness. With the raging war between the eight packs of the Northern region, Kaia is taken from her original pack by a young alpha named Quinton. With an overcompensated and cocky attitude, he's no match for the seven opposing packs that threaten to rein over his land. A Pitiful Leader: An experienced Alpha from the Far North takes pity on their small pack, choosing to ally with them. He had blood on his hands, more than any other Alpha in the North. A Broken Soul: Just when Kaia finds herself falling for Quinton, her world crumbles down on top of her when she's torn from her home yet again. With an unwilling attitude, Kaia does not yet realize that this God would bow down on his knees for her mark. -

Disclaimer: this is the old version of this fanfic. It is unfinished, it is old. If you're genuinely wanting to fuel your Sally Face hyperfixation please read the rewrite on my profile, thank you <3 Sally Moves into the odd and haunted apartment after the death of his mother and a horrific accident that left him with a prosthetic face. While there he meets Larry J. a chill guy who is obviously a stoner, they hit it off well, but Sal is currently questioning his relationship with his newly found friend.