There was a pack that lived deep within the secluded woods, surrounded by never-ending trees and mountains. They were blessed by the Moon Goddess herself, divine in their own existence. They were warriors, stronger and faster than other wolves. Yet they remained alone, untouched by other packs. No one threatened the Lune Pack, fearful of their wrath and devine power. This was until their future Alpha was stolen in the night. But that was years ago and the Lune Pack had changed greatly since then. ............ "Do you know the origins behind the word lunatic?" He pushed, his green eyes flickered between black. I shook my head no in reply, unable to formulate a response to his temper. This Alpha scared me like no other Alpha had done before. He smiled at my response, enjoying my fear, "It comes from the word Luna," He drawled out. "It is a kind of insanity dependant on the moon's cycles."