Laura Hale Appreciation Week - Day 3: Alpha Laura @laurahale-appreciation
It’s her, the girl who cried wolf but she cries no more, she’s moved on to a place where all can hear her call. The wolves of the world take their time to hunt. A time between time, a time without end. She’s not a wolf, but she’s not human, either. She’s a creature of the night a wolf to be born. Who prowls the darkened streets where the stars are her eyes, and she’s the only one who knows how to see. With wolf skin she wears, and fangs that she tears full moon eyes, bloodshot night she rises.
A very vague concept: Laura being a badass alpha werewolf.











