Micheal was a werewolf, he lifted in the forest where Milla was camping. As a werewolf, he had a own pack. The pack counted 9 males at the moment and not a single female so they were looking for a young sweet pussy, as Micheal noticed that somebody entered the forest, he started to plan an ambush on the girl. The others found out about it and they started to discuss a plan. The one that was going to make the girl pregnant, was going to be the alpha male of the pack and then the girl was his. "We need to kidnap her before that we are going to abuse her," Micheal said, looking with his dark grey eyes towards the others. All of the others in the pack had dark blue eyes so Micheal was different then the rest. His hands went trough his dark brown hair as he sighed. "Nobody is going to keep on fucking as long as he wants because then the chances for the others drop. Everybody gets a turn on her so don't fight for her or nobody gets her. Understand me?" As he said that, all of the others nodded. They all saw Micheal as their leader but he wasn't one yet, he first needed to prove himself. To make sure that everything was going as they wanted, they decided to execute the plan when the moon was at the highest point.