[h2]Nate Caterini - 100 Lakeside Way[/h2]

It was a beautiful morning in New Orleans, most people would see that as a great sign; most would wake up with a smile on their face and a song in their heart, most people would grin if they woke up at a reasonable hour. Nate however, did not; he was not a normal person by any sense of the word. He peeked toward the night stand as his alarm screamed at him to awaken from his deep slumber. 

"Be quiet..." He said resisting the urge to get his claws out to destroy the cursed thing, he wanted to keep sleeping but knew he had to get going. 

The night before had been a wild one and not in a usual way. Surprisingly, he had not seduced some tourist home for a romantic endeavor; No, instead he had been out all night patrolling the woods as the beast, keeping his eyes keen to vampire activity in attempts to keep the undesirables out.

He stretched for a moment before walking to his wardrobe, grabbing whatever clothes he could get his hands on; he didn't want to be underdone, but he knew he had to keep a low profile no matter where he was. One foot after the other, he slipped into his underwear, pants and t-shirt; surprised at how well the outfit was put together. A blood red, graphic rock band, V neck shirt accompanied by some deep bluish-black jeans that were tight in all the right places; showing off his rather large muscles and pelvic region.

He moseyed downstairs while his deep void of a stomach had growled and grumbled for food. He remembered engorging on a deer carcass last night, regardless he knew that he could drink pure lard and still look like he did; one of the few perks to being a werewolf. He scavenged through the fridge ravenously, moving around fresh meats and vegetables of every assortment; which he didn't have a peckish desire for at the moment. After numerous minutes of searching for a food that would satisfy his growing hunger. Figuring that breakfast might be the best thing for him right now, he ultimately decided to eat out; craving the delicious steak and eggs at Husker's Restaurant.

With that, he made his way out of the house; hopping into his simple car smoothly, being careful not to wake his sleeping pack and began the long drive to the city, Main Street to be exact. As per usual, Nate hated the feeling of being desensitized; it was almost as bad as being neutered. He hardly ever felt there was need for taking the morphine injections, knowing that he could control the beast inside better than any other Alpha; besides the vampire rule would never know where to find him, what's the worst that could happen?