Her name was Maebh, in her small town, moon wood mill, she had always been alone, it was by choice though, she was often found with her nose stuck in a book that showed ancient relics and how they had been lost to time, almost like humans would be one day, forever lost and given up on by the planet they colonised.
Moon wood mill was very odd indeed, at night you would hear screams especially on the full moon, and everyone grew garlic and avoided wolfsbane. You would think that maybe people had allergies, but most did not. Maebh knew something was odd but kept to studying relics, as to not disturb her towns peace and God forbid be sent to forgotten hollow to have vampires (who she did not believe in) feast on her.
An alpha who had been alone for a long time; leading his pack as a solitary lone wolf that had not seen a need for a mate, becomes unstable as his loneliness for companionship grows. Wandering the darkened forest at night to soothe his beast and his mind; he never expected to scent such an enticing smell...the smell of his mate.
Curious and intrigued on whom the Mother Moon chose for him; he tracks the scent, and comes face to face with someone he had never expected to see. Crying on the floor of the woods; angry and with injuries, his mate was suffering.
His wolf demanded him to make his mate happy again, but....would his mate accept him? Who he was and what he was; for surely his mate knew of him, and his mate being who they were complicated matters. He would need to see others; to ensure his mate's safety.