Roan

The smell of the bonfire hung heavy in the summer air. There was something about a night with the pack that made Roan feel as if he was doing something right as alpha.

His stepping down from that role, and mingling with the wolves of the pack, made him feel humble. Made him feel like a real person.

Sometimes the weight of alpha weighed heavily.

With every decision being put on his shoulders, he felt robotic at times. Crushed by life. That was one of the many ...