His mania

Eirika looked down at her body at the warrior-like yet feminine leather getup her mother had prepared. 

It was quite an intriguing choice. It depicted her sensuality in the most enthralling way, accentuating all the curves she never knew she had, and also announcing her status, showing power and strength. 

She thought she looked like a medieval warrior with a Catwoman vibe.  Adriana; her mother’s hired beautician, stepped forward to clip a hooded coat around her shoulders. It wrapped around her like a blanket and held together on her left shoulder with a golden brooch of the Pack’s emblem of a wolf with jaws wide open. And now she looked like a warrior princess. 

"It's… Perfect," Eirika said in almost a whisper. 

Adriana curtsied with a bow and quietly left with her team. 

Two of her father’s men came to escort her to the back of the building and down a pathway to an outdoor clearing prepared for the gathering of her homecoming party. 

The Grey Wolves Pack was quite a number and by the look of it, it appeared her father had invited them all. She let out a nervous chuckle. 

A stage was already set up ahead. A long side table, groaning under the weight of delicious food, was set aside in a corner: roasted medium to rare meats, fresh fruits, vegetables, and desserts. The display of savory dishes filled the air with mouth-watering aromas.  About twenty servers stood behind the table, waiting.  

Indistinctive murmuring echoed in the grounds mingling with laughter.  It all stopped when her father turned in her direction and the pack erupted in cheers and applause. Amidst greetings and yells of congratulations, the crowd made a way for her to walk through. The look on her father's face almost made her laugh out loud. And her mother's smug smirk made it difficult to contain. She was watching him and grinning openly. Eirika cleared her throat to hide a giggle. When she got to his front, she held his gaze for about a second, before slowly bowing with a curtsy. 

"Eirika," his deep voice sounded in the now quiet night, "child," he added, reaching out his hand for her. Eirika raised her face and took the hand offered. Her father then shepherded her atop the podium. 

Making her stand in between her mother and him, he raised her hand up and said in a loud booming voice, "GrewWolves! I present to you, your future alpha, my daughter, Eirika Aedelwulf!" 

A loud roar and howls rented the air accompanied by deafening applause. 

"Welcome home, Eirika!" someone shouted from the crowd. Eirika giggled, beaming with smiles. 

From the corner of her eyes, she saw Beta Bowyer standing in a corner at the foot of the podium. his cold, hate-filled stare was unmistakable and made a chill run down her spine. 

Minutes later, the party was in full swing. And Eirika was the center of attention, surrounded by old friends eager to reconnect and new ones excited to meet her.

The pack members laughed and chatted as they filled their plates, the sound of clinking glasses and silverware adding to the lively atmosphere.

As the night wore on, the music began to pick up. Eirika and her parents shared a special dance, and the entire pack joined in.  Two pack members came to sweep Eirika away to another side of the dance floor where pack mates of her age group were gathered, twirling, and laughing as they moved to the beat. 

"Eirika! You look amazing! We've missed you so much!" an old friend exclaimed, embracing her tightly.

"I've missed you too, it's so good to be back," Eirika replied, her face alight with happiness.

Alpha Mikain Aedelwulf, mingled with the guest with his mate by his side, greeting each member as they arrived for the celebration. 

"Congratulations on your daughter's milestone, alpha," one greeted.

"Thank you, Marcus, glad to have you join us with your lovely family," he replied. 

As the party started to wind down, the sounds of simultaneous explosions rent the air, causing a horrific gasp from the gathered wolf pack. 

Alpha Mikain Aedelwulf, mind linked with his Luna; Dawn, holding her intense gaze across the field and told her to get their daughter, Eirika, to safety.

Luna Dawn looked torn, but the pleading look from Mikain Aedelwulf galvanized her into action.

Grabbing Eirika by the hand, Luna Dawn said, "We need to go!" 

“Papa…” Eirika protested, giving her mother a pleading look and darting a worried gaze at her father’s imposing figure.

“He is the alpha, he will handle this. We must go, please, my lovely. That’s what he wants,” her mother pleaded. 

The two disappeared into the crowd and into the side woods before legions of werewolves surrounded the pack. Howling and loud growls rented the air. 

Luna Dawn and Eirika went to hide in the woods, watching as the leader of the invading pack, Alpha Roffe Barther, mocked and challenged Alpha Mikain Aedelwulf to a fight, taunting him to save his pack.

The centered field then grew alive with the sounds of battle as Alpha Roffe Barther and Alpha Mikain Aedelwulf clashed in a fierce fight. The two alpha wolves, both powerful and skilled in the art of Ninjutsu, moved with lightning speed and precision as they fought for dominance.

Alpha Mikain Aedelwulf had the upper hand, his superior strength, and agility allowing him to land powerful blows on Alpha Roffe Barther. But just as victory seemed within his grasp, Bowyer slithered behind Mikain and plunged a poisonous knife into his back. 

"Nooo!" Luna Dawn cried out in horror and excruciating pain. Eirika whimpered, covering her mouth with both hands. 

"Dawn, Eirika, run!" Alpha Mikain Aedelwulf roared in the direction of the woods.