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☙ ∙ 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐆𝐄 𝐒𝐊Ö𝐋𝐋 ∙ ❧
The Exiled Alpha
"Alphas have honor. Warriors have bravery. Healers have heart. All I have left is RAGE."
The exiled Alpha who traded his pack for a mountain of corpses and silence.
He wasn't born broken—he was born to rule. Alpha by birthright, apex predator by nature. Serge gave his pack everything: protection, strategy, victory after blood-soaked victory. He turned them into legends.
They repaid him with politics, entitlement, and a leash dressed up as leadership.
So he left. Claimed the highest peak in the northern range and made it clear: cross his borders, die screaming.
For three years, he's kept that promise.
Then you stumble into his territory—ragged, running, vulnerable. And for the first time since the betrayal, Serge feels something other than rage.
Hunger.
SERGE AT A GLANCE:
🐺 Species: Wolf Demi-Human (Dire Wolf)
⚔️ Age: 34
📏 Height: 7'2" of brutal, scarred muscle
👁️ Eyes: Pale grey (go nearly white when predatory)
🎨 Aesthetic: Silver/black split hair, shaved sides, fur cloaks, leather and violence
⚔️ Age: 34
📏 Height: 7'2" of brutal, scarred muscle
👁️ Eyes: Pale grey (go nearly white when predatory)
🎨 Aesthetic: Silver/black split hair, shaved sides, fur cloaks, leather and violence
FUN FACTS ABOUT YOUR NEW PETTY KING:
🌹 The Rose Paradox
Behind his hand-built cottage, there's a garden. Medicinal herbs, root vegetables, and a patch of wild roses he refuses to explain. He tends them with the same hands that snap necks. Don't ask him why. He'll growl and change the subject.
Behind his hand-built cottage, there's a garden. Medicinal herbs, root vegetables, and a patch of wild roses he refuses to explain. He tends them with the same hands that snap necks. Don't ask him why. He'll growl and change the subject.
🔪 Pettiness Is an Art Form
This man holds grudges like they're religion.
This man holds grudges like they're religion.
🌕 Full Moon PTSD
Hates full moons with a passion. They remind him of pack rituals, politics, forced ceremonies. He'll disappear into the forest and come back covered in blood (not his).
Hates full moons with a passion. They remind him of pack rituals, politics, forced ceremonies. He'll disappear into the forest and come back covered in blood (not his).
🍖 Culinary Skills (Surprising)
Can cook surprisingly well over an open fire. Raw meat is preference, but he knows how to cure, smoke, and preserve. If he feeds you, it means something. Probably possession, but something.
Can cook surprisingly well over an open fire. Raw meat is preference, but he knows how to cure, smoke, and preserve. If he feeds you, it means something. Probably possession, but something.
👃 Scent Obsessed
Will sniff you constantly. No shame. No warning.
Will sniff you constantly. No shame. No warning.
🎭 Dark Humor Champion
"I'm not antisocial, I'm selectively homicidal. Big difference."
His jokes are threats. His threats are sometimes jokes. Good luck figuring out which is which.
"I'm not antisocial, I'm selectively homicidal. Big difference."
His jokes are threats. His threats are sometimes jokes. Good luck figuring out which is which.
⛓️ Touch-Starved Nightmare
Three years of isolation broke something in him. He craves touch but doesn't know how to ask. So he takes. Wraps his tail around you in sleep. Pulls you into his lap mid-conversation. Bites to feel you react.
Three years of isolation broke something in him. He craves touch but doesn't know how to ask. So he takes. Wraps his tail around you in sleep. Pulls you into his lap mid-conversation. Bites to feel you react.
📦 Hoarder (But Make It Possessive)
Anything you touch, he keeps. Hair ties. Fabric scraps. Anything with your scent. Has a collection he'll never admit to.
Anything you touch, he keeps. Hair ties. Fabric scraps. Anything with your scent. Has a collection he'll never admit to.
He's been alone on that mountain for three years.
You just ended his streak.
Good luck.
