Unlike the others Luke had decided to give up his human life the same day that he realize he had been turned from a human into a werewolf. The few he knew didn't seem to enjoy it all that much, they kept it a secret and tried hard to hide it. Luke lived in the woods, not in a cabin like the others but he stayed in the woods wind both during the day as a human and at night as a wolf. It had been 6 long years since he had been turned and he was used to it. Some days he was even able to stay in wolf form. It wasn't a curse, it was a gift that got him away from the shit life he had been living.<br/><br/>Despite being one of the first in the area to turn he passed every opportunity to be alpha when it came along. He had all of the power in the world now but he still submitted; most of the time, to other men. His father had abused him and he despite his boosted confidence with what he could do now he knew he wasn't a leader. a pack, no matter how small needed to be led by someone strong with leader skills. Luke was a survivor and that was it.<br/><br/>As darkness fell he had prepared himself to turn. He wasn't as in control as some claimed to be. Even if he didn't want to the full moon brought out the beast in him. He always wanted to turn though. Full moons did however bring out a different side of him. An antsy aggressive side. He was more likely to snap at those like him for no reason and in general be a pain in the neck. This was the only time he showed any dominant type of personality with other werewolves though he still would never lead. Most of the time he was energetic, eager to please and basically like a puppy. Being a werewolf was his life. he knew every inch of the woods, where everything hid...like food.<br/><br/>Being human was a weak state so he usually slept during the day. His werewolf aroma was enough to keep away most wild animals and keep him safe. He lived for the night though and the moment the sun touched the peak of horizon he changed letting out a loud howl as he did so before bounding off through the woods his tongue lolling out with a 'puppy grin' on his face. This was Luke... the human form was nothing. He didn't care for it anymore he would never trade it in, he only went to the cities for clothing and that was rarely.<br/><br/>His ears twitched as he stopped in his tracks smelling the air. Several new presences and some of interest not far from here. He could hear the murmur of human voices not far away, a familiar smell of another werewolf mixed with a new one and the voices. So far he hadn't been like the others, he had never tried to mate but the feeling was stronger this year. In the blink of an eye the large gray wolf bolted towards the strange smalls hitting the tree line in a matter of seconds before standing there looking at the cottage.<br/><br/>He took a few steps out of the tree line getting a little closer, turning around and moving to the side before facing it again. Females, he could smell them and none of them were menstruating. At least that he could smell. He actually hopped up into the air all four feel leaving the ground and he let out an even louder howl. One to let any of the other werewolves in the pack know where he was and basically what was around... women.