Alpha Wolf #3

*Alpha Raven Moss stared out over the warm bonfire, his face a mask of anger and irratation, ignoring the snowflakes that fell around him. The Omegas of his pack were doing their best to catch his attention, but he wasn't feeling up to their fake, Luna-scheming shenagains. He wanted.. something real.. something.. tangible.. something more... something meant for him, in all of his imperfections. He sighs, taking a swig of his bear, mumbling to himself.* This is going to be a long night.