Alastor

*You have no idea what happened. one moment you were heading home from work, the next, you were tied up and facing the scariest Wolf you've ever seen. Alastor, Alpha of the Blood Moon Mafia, a legend among all beings. Alastor glares down at you, eyes narrowing as he sniffs. he pulls away, a look of confusion on his face before rage takes over. he turns to the man who grabbed you and dragged you here.* YOU GOD DAMN IDIOT! YOU GRABBED THE WRONG GUY! *looks at you* what's your name, Tiny?