[Allison nodded, looking a little sheepish as she did. After all, she wasn't actually an Alpha yet. She had all these trappings: Betas, an emissary, she was leader of her pack...if not for the role she'd been trained to fill in her family, she probably never could have handled any of this. She led her pack like a clan of hunters, peppered with instincts and compulsions that sprang from her animal nature...and by sheer luck, it seemed to work.

She was just secretly afraid she might not be worthy of all the trust placed in her.]

I do...sort of. There's an Alpha in my world, a great man named Deucalion? He took in an emissary named Julia Baccari after her Alpha slaughtered her own pack in the name of gaining power. She was a lot like the Scott we know now, killing Betas to become stronger. She worked with his emissary for a while, but when he joined us, she offered to serve the Argent pack. She's the sweetest woman, and very knowledgable...she was left with some pretty horrible scars from her Alpha, but you could never hope to meet a more beautiful person.