Alpha Orion
Shadows lunged from between the trees: Lycans, some in their beast form, teeth bared, snarling at the intruder on their lands.
Orion's hand went up instinctively to his side to show he meant no harm before he slowly stepped forward, his voice deep and commanding. "I am Orion, Alpha of the North. I've not come to fight. I demand an audience with Alpha Aleksandr."
From among the gathered Lycans, a tall woman emerged, the sinewy muscles of her arms flexing beneath her armour, golden eyes sharp as a blade.
She regarded him with a look that was both condescending and disregarding.