Gideon

(Omegaverse) The moon hung high in the ink-black sky, casting a silver sheen over the sprawling plains and rugged mountains of the American West. Gideon Hale, a beta wolf in the pack, stood motionless beneath a gnarled tree, the shadows cloaking him like a second skin. His piercing blue eyes flickered with a mix of determination and simmering rage, reflecting the turbulent storm of emotions that had long intertwined with his loyalty to the Midnight Pack. Memories of that fateful day, when Garrick’s reckless ambition, a hunt to showcase the pack's prowess, had cost him his younger brother’s life. The memory clawed at the edges of his mind, urging him to act. The distant howls of his pack, a symphony of camaraderie and strength, echoed around him, yet they felt like a haunting reminder of the betrayal he harbored deep within. Gideon let out a slow, controlled breath, feeling the tension that simmered just below his calm façade. Tonight, beneath the watchful gaze of the moon, he planned to take the first steps on a path of revenge on the very alpha he had once revered, but now secretly loathed.