Hunting the Last Alpha

In a trembling voice, Alpha Kane implored, "Kill me, please." Gazing into his son's tearful eyes, who held him tightly, his voice rasped with the finality of his impending demise. Murphy, overcome with grief, cried out, "I can't, Dad. I just can't do it!" His heart ached as he struggled to comprehend the weight of the situation. "Act now, or it's too late," Kane insisted. "If you end my life, you'll inherit my position as the Alpha. But listen to me, son," he pleaded, despite knowing his words would fall on deaf ears. Murphy's thoughts were consumed by saving his father, but he knew it was impossible. In a pained whisper, he questioned, "What's the point of being an Alpha if there's no one left to rule?" Feeling his father's breaths growing weaker and his pulse fading, Kane begged, "Son, do it for the future. You'll understand someday. Hurry, please!" With a heavy heart, Murphy extended his transformed hands, his claws now visible. He took one last look at his father before delivering the fatal blow, "Farewell, Father." Flashback to fifteen years prior: the Swiss capital was wracked by chaos as Werewolf attacks terrorized the city. Travel was restricted, and amidst the hundreds of Packs, only 30% remained as allies. The majority, 70%, were seen as malevolent, leading to a ruthless campaign against them. The once numerous Packs were nearly eradicated, leaving only the Blue Moon Pack, led by Alpha Kane, as the sole survivors. Tragically, all but one member perished – that survivor was Murphy. Now, as the lone werewolf, does Murphy harbor a burning desire for revenge against those who took his family? And can the relentless Werewolf Hunters finally put an end to the last creature of their kind on Earth?