The Alluring

The call was unmistakable. A thundering howl sliced through the cold dark night, silencing the chatter from the creatures of the forest. The small pack's scent drifted through the wind, notifying the residing pack that intruders were approaching their land. She wasn't aware that she had unwittingly lead her pack to a rival Alpha's territory. She let a puff of air shoot from her nose, while silently cursing herself. Her breath straying upwards into the moonlight and eventually disappearing. Another howl resounded, this one lasting longer. He was trying to coax her. Demanding that the Alpha of the invading pack confront and challenge him for his title. She shook the feeling of being obligated to submit and run to him, surrendering not only her pack but herself along with it. With a low rumble of her own, she followed the call refusing to back down. Her Alpha instincts kicking in at full force, the beast inside of her demanding to rip the Alpha's throat out for challenging her.