#;;alpha

Waiting around had gotten boring for Jack so he took to cooking. He didn’t know if she had eaten anything or if she’d gotten hungry from the running so he didn’t make too big of a meal, just some cheesy noodles and chicken.

“Hey when you’re done I’ve got some dinner here for you!” he shouted, hearing the water being turned off.

A pack was the only thing he had wanted. He had wondered alone for too long, hunters were coming after him. The alpha wouldn’t last much longer by himself. To his surprise, he sensed others like him while he passing through California and followed that feeling to a town called Beacon Hills.

“A pack lives here?” Jack muttered to himself. It was crawling with humans. How did could the peacefully live without being noticed? He was hesitant about staying here but he would likely live much longer here then continuing wondering.

He really hated being a werewolf sometimes. It wasn’t fun shifting, it wasn’t fun having a sensitive nose and it definitely wasn’t fun having sensitive hearing. Cardiff was already a loud city and it didn’t help that everything was magnified tenfold to him now. The only good thing about it was he could hear when someone was creeping up on him, like right now