Birth of the Sin City Pack

Damien could be found at Sunset Park this evening as the sun was going down alone by himself on a bench contemplating his future as an Alpha. Romulus Lupercus had been the first werewolf he met in a long time but it seemed he was leaving Sin City to live with a female werewolf from Japan out in california. He tried to teach him what he could but it was obvious he wasn't the pack type and decided to let him go but promised to help him further anytime he needed help all he had to do was call. He'd been contemplating whether to form a pack of his own recently but had his doubts. Oh it worked so well when Irisa's father asked him to take his place as Alpha of his pack in order to protect them and keep them safe after his death. In the end he gained great power and responsibility but lost Irisa and the rest of the pack as they abandoned him he was just a pup to them and not worthy of their leadership. He was a lot older now but he'd been a loner up until now and a bum of sorts all he really had in those days was himself and the clothes on his back. He was doing pretty well for himself now and owned a few nice harleys and racing bikes for the underground bike racing scenes for around the world which paid pretty good. Then there was Anais a human he met in New York City but he wasn't sure where that was really headed right now. Despite all that he felt alone without a pack werewolves like normal wolves were usually social creatures and lived in packs a rare few sometimes when packless for various reasons like out of fear or rejecting themselves which normally led to suicide or becoming an absolute mindless beast under every shift that happened. He'd sigh a little and frowned as he threw some bread to some ducks in a pond now. It was time to take responsibility again to show he was a real alpha and a real alpha had a back at his back because there was strength in numbers and packs were like a family that always had each other's backs and he really wanted to experience that again he felt ready for it and surely there was young werewolves in need of his guidance and leadership to give them the strength and self confidence they needed to be the best werewolf they could possibly be so they could be happy and content with themselves. Choosing a beta though was the hardest he was told it couldn't just be anyone really someone he could trust absolutely to help guide the pack like a brother or a sister to him really. He'd worry about that later though when he actually had a pack finally to call his own.