We do not exist.
You cannot see us.
However, we can see you.
We are no one.
We are everyone.
We are watching.
And we are everywhere.
You cannot see us.
However, we can see you.
We are no one.
We are everyone.
We are watching.
And we are everywhere.
We are not the FBI. We most definitely are not the CIA. We are just as good, if not better. We are the WNA’s (the Warriors of the Night Agency) Alpha unit, The Pack. Modest, in some ways, but overall deadly.
Some call us a hoax. Some call us ghosts, shadows. However, in reality, we are real. Terrifyingly so. We are the best at what we do: anything and everything. In our job description, we truly live by the words "do not exist" and "have never been heard of”.
Fortunately, as most of the world does not know, The Pack is not actually just an elitist organization of the best Spies in the entire world; we are Wolves. As previously said, the world does not know we exist: we are content on keeping it that way.
We do not share one name, no. We are many Bloodlines of purebred elites, and we take orders from no one but our Head Alpha.
The Pack’s top priority: to take down anything and everything that endangers the supernatural, the superficial, the paranormal. We pride ourselves on clean jobs, a strong family infrastructure, and a loyal foundation.
But one of us has gone rouge, broken off from the agency, the Pack, the family.
Someone is hell-bent on changing our ways, changing the course of peace we share with the other Packs throughout the country, throughout the world. Whoever it is must be stopped, before every Pack’s cover is blown to hell, and then we’ll most definitely be in for the fight of our lives.
