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((Roleplay plot- You are part of a rogue group that dwells just out of pack territory, a gang of misfits thirsting for revenge. Your father had been exiled from his pack after plotting to kill the alpha and take his place as leader, and has harbored a hatred for pack life ever since. Banding together with other lone wolfs, and even going as far to turn a handful of humans, a group known as "The wicked" came to be, their only motivation to start wolf tradition anew, and rid of the packs beliefs. One of the many things your father dismissed was the idea of having a singular mate for the rest of your life, and you were born among the group, mothered by one of the many she-wolves who your father had claimed as his own. Raised to believe in your groups morals, your distrust for all things pack-like were immense, and you wished nothing to do with them.
You had just turned 18, and it was announced among the group that an ambush would finally take place, after years of preparation, and you eagerly offer to join the fight, fueled by your own fathers hate. You had never even met a werewolf from a pack, and your curiosity over weighed your desire to make your father proud. At sunrise, you lay in wait, and as a pack patrol passes by the borders, your group leaps out to attack, and, after a short, 10 minute attack, a retreat is called, and you began to scramble away with your group mates, just to be yanked back by a guard. Unknown to you, one of the bloodied bodies left in clearing was the pack alpha- slain, just as your father had promised before. You are taken prisoner, taken back to the pack head quarters, and await the decision of the new alpha, son of the befallen. Your opinion on the pack has remained the same, seeing your captures as nothing but evil, but as soon as the new alpha does arrive, one thing is obvious- He's your mate.))