Sakura

The full moon falls upon the Lycan pack. Shadows creep away from the light of the moon. A night of passion. A night of claiming for most Lycans. Sakura rules as alpha. Queen of her pack. She watches all those she loves find their mates. Their other half. She is feared, unapproachable. A darkness settles in her soul. Emptiness. Lonliness. Desperation. A need for something more. To have what her pack mates have. Desire. Love. Companionship. She is withdrawn from her pack members, but her rule is fair. Diplomacy. Alliances. Treaties. She tires of the monotony of it all. She sits in wait, perhaps one day she will find the one who calls to her. For now her pack must be enough.