Shouts in the distance caught Alpha Dylan's attention, he stood up abruptly as Beta Kirk ran into his office, huffing and puffing

"Alpha, a Lone Wolf has been attacked!" He informed his Alpha who growled lowly

"Where?!"

"East side of the pack territory's wall, come Alpha, we request your assistance." Beta Kirk stated before leading Alpha Dylan to the Lone Wolf, known as Lance Teller.

They arrived at the end of the pack territory to see the Lone Wolf, covered in bruises, a gunshot wound to his foot and knife stab wounds in both of his thighs. Alpha Dylan sighed, running a hand through his dark brown hair

"Has anyone called the pack doctor yet?!" Alpha Dylan asked no one in particular

"He is on his way, Alpha." A patrolling wolf informed him, helping the Lone Wolf sit up, Lance groaning loudly as the pounding in his head increased from that little movement. Alpha Dylan crouched down in front of Lance, eyes narrowing as he searched for any other injuries he couldn't see

"Name and tell me what happened." Lance weakly looked up at Alpha Dylan

"L-Lance Teller-" Lance began to cough up blood to the side having Alpha Dylan curse to himself, shaking his head before standing back up

"Once the pack doctor gets here, take Mr. Teller into the pack right away, there seems to be Wolfsbane and Silver in his system."

"Understood, Alpha."

The pack doctor arrived with a stretcher and with help from the other wolves, they managed to get Lance onto the stretcher and to the clinic. Alpha Dylan chewed on his thumbnail, waiting to hear news from the pack doctor so he could go in and question Lance of what has had happened.

After 10 minutes of pacing back forth, the pack doctor, named Elijah Evans, opened the door that lead to the room Lance Teller was unconscious in

"He will live, whoever did this to him made sure not to kill him quickly, but slowly. There was Wolfsbane, Silver, and Moon-Flower in his blood stream. He has a slight concussion from being kicked hard on the side of his head and the bruises covering him have already started to heal." Alpha Dylan nodded, before stopping

"Anything else?"

"He was also kicked in his men's area." Alpha Dylan cringed, knowing exactly how that feels like

"This was also tucked into his shirt pocket." Elijah finished before fishing out a note from his pocket and handing it over to Alpha Dylan. Alpha Dylan unfolded it and began to read the handwritten note;

Dear Alpha of Midnight Pack,

I am speaking to you and you only. The Lone Wolf is being treated for the injuries I inflicted on him I presume? If so, good. Hours before your encounter with The Lone Wolf, four of your wolves ran to you in horror, speaking nonsense but one thing must have caught your attention, She smelled of both Human and Wolf, she shifted into a Wolf! You probably waved off their nonsense before sending them back to work or home, thinking they were wrong, only they were correct.

Alpha Dylan furrowed his brows, remembering the group of wolves earlier that day.

4 gunshots rang before your wolves found The Lone Wolf, 4 of those gunshots signified the wolves that reported to you. I was the one who shot those silver bullets into the air. Because I am the Half-Breed Hunter.

Yours Truly, KAJ.

"Elijah, once Mr. Teller wakes up, tell me immediately." Elijah nodded, concerned

"Is something wrong, Alpha?" He asked

"No, Elijah. Nothing is wrong. But I'm going to call for a pack meeting for tomorrow afternoon, understood?" Elijah nodded before bowing and leaving Alpha Dylan to his thoughts.

Alpha Dylan stood there for a moment, his eyes glazing over the note again before groaning in frustration. 'But how can that be possible?' He thought to himself angrily, recalling everything in his mind palace that has to with Half-Breeds. If there was a Half-Breed alive, they would only survive for a few hours after birth, or even days at the least, then the people who committed the crime would have been thrown into jail for life, tortured on a daily basis. But for a Half-Breed to survive for this long isn't even physically possible in the community... Alpha Dylan thought long and hard of all of the packs in his surrounding area that has had Half-Breeds within them, even his own pack but that still didn't give him any answers, just more questions left unanswered.

Alpha Dylan folded up the note placing it into his front pocket before walking away from the infirmary, mind linking the surrounding area's Alphas of the meeting, only calling the ones that has helped him in the past and the ones he has helped in the past, his most trusted allies persay. Alpha Dylan walked out of the pack house and ventured towards his mansion as it soon began to get dark out, only a faint crescent moon glimmering in the sky with a few stranded stars surrounding it from miles upon miles on end.

Alpha Dylan arrived at his home, opened the door and walked in as a familiar scent filled the room. He sighed in content before heading into the living room, leaving his shoes at the door. He walked in to see the TV on with the volume barely audible and his family sitting on the couch. Alpha Dylan walked closer to them with a smile on his face

"Daddy!" Cried 7 year old Alicia, jumping off of the couch before running into his arms, practically jumping on him

"You're home, I missed you!" Alicia stated before kissing her father's cheek and hugging him, resting her head on his shoulder. He smiled and kissed her light brown hair before looking back over to his pregnant wife, Isabelle. The woman smiled at her husband before carefully getting up with the help of their oldest child, Mathias who was turning 23 this upcoming winter.

Alicia had short light brown hair with chocolate brown eyes and freckles dotting her cheeks and nose with pearly white teeth. Who reached Dylan's hip considering he was 6'0 feet tall.

Isabella was 5'6 and also had light brown hair but a few streaks of blonde in the mix, she had hazel colored eyes with high cheekbones and a slender nose with a hourglass figure from being 6 months pregnant.

The oldest son, Mathias, had inherited his father's dark brown hair and his mother's hazel colored eyes. He had minimum freckles unlike his little sister Alicia. He was tan like his father and had long fingers inherited for his late grandfather.

All together, this family were the Alpha Family, the Danes.