The Alpha's Human Mate

Prologue

The night was dark and menacing. A full moon shone high in the sky, illuminating the otherwise pitch-black night. Howls were heard in the far distance as a young Flion Drottghes, in full werewolf form, ran through the woods, making the leaves rustle as he swiftly passed through the bushes. He panted heavily as he ran, his paws barely touching the ground for one second-- he lept, jumped, and sprinted through the woods to observe the human village that stood right beside it. Visiting the village was a fond hobby of his. Humans intrigued him. They were just as-- if not more complex than werewolves. Flion stopped right behind two bushes and crouched down so that no one could see him. He gazed at a small hut that stood right before the forest. Sometimes, he even talked to the villagers while in human form. The wolf watched as the townsfolk went about their business. There was some sort of commotion-- Flion heard various noises and chatter. He couldn’t make out all the words, but t...