Avian quietly strolled through the streets, enjoying the gentle breeze on her skin. It surprised her that it had been an hour since she released her wolves and not a single distress call. Despite it all, she was just glad to have a moment to breath. It was not like she did not love her pack, they were her family. However, these few moments of aloneness allowed her to relax her shoulders a bit and breath. Despite all the times she had proven herself as a strong alpha, there were many in her pack that still challenged her authority. However, in 400 years no one had been able to put her on her back in dominance. 

As she passed a dark alley way, a painful moan caught her attention. “Please don’t it let it be one of mine.” She mumbled. She really did not want to spend the rest of the night cleaning up a mess. She ducked into the ally way and bravely turned the corner. What she saw was not one of her wolves. She didn’t even know what she was seeing. A man held a raven-haired woman against his body with his lips against her neck. It almost looked like a lover’s embrace, but the lifeless way she slumped in his hold told her differently. A gasp escaped her mouth and her skinny fingers flew up to touch her mouth. “What are you doing?!” Her gut reaction resembled to the shock of what she was seeing made her appear to be human. Her delicate frame only added to the image of being a weak human girl. The only thing that might give away who true identity would be her smell. “Let her go!” She took a small step forward and pulled her fingers away from her mouth.