Bogum was only a few months old when his pack was hunted and killed by humans, not even knowing how to shift into his human form yet Bogum was hidden away from their den and as cruel as fate could be he had learned to shift into his human form. With the echoing cry of an infant echoing through out the woods the hunters sought it out and found him, having no knowledge of how special his pack was the humans took him in as their own. Thinking that Bogum was a child taken by the wolf pack they raised him as a human boy should be raised. Showing no signs of wolf like features or instincts until the 6 month after being taken. Bogum gradually had his speech and vocabulary develop faster, he knew how to walk too quickly, he was also bigger for his age, and his eyes would turn into a crimson red when angered. His adoptive parents definitely knew something was wrong, deciding to keep him isolated. However once he he turned 1 Bogum had shifted back into a wolf, frightening his human parents. His father wanted to kill Bogum but his human mother was a more empathic person. She had loved Bogum no matter what, he was her own child now. Taking Bogum and fleeing her own home and husband she took him deep into the forest, hoping the two of them could live happily together in a place where Bogum could be himself and his mother could watch him grow. But fate was not so kind to Bogum once again.. She was killed by wolves, his own pack who did not go fully extinct. Luckily that night a few wolves along with other pups were able to make it out alive. The moment Bogum had entered the woods they picked up his scent which was just the same as his father, the High Alpha of their pack. Bogum was confused, was he a wolf or was he human. Should he be angry or sad to have found out that the father and mother he knew were the very ones who slaughtered his entire family. Though older in human years Bogum was still very young for a wolf and at this point he had no where to go, no where else but with his pack that he was born into. Slowly Bogum was taught how to be a wolf and learned that he was an alpha, destined to take the role as High Alpha once he was of age. However, Bogum’s happiness had never seemed to last forever. On the night he was being initiated as High Alpha his pack was once again hunted down. He stayed and fought, wanting to keep this family he was born into originally, wanting to keep his parents’ lineage going with his own children. But fate looked down upon Bogum once again, the very human leading the hunters was his adoptive human father. Bogum tried everything in his power to try and save what was left of his pack but he was not strong enough, then why was he going to be High Alpha? He didn’t deserve the title. Bogum was shot by his human father, in which who wished for Bogum to burn in hell for taking away and blinding his wife. Bogum was left there for dead, blood escaping his body and he could feel it, that he was going to die. He laid there in his pool of blood, howling out sadly at the lost of his pack, his lost of everything. Just when he thought his life was over Bogum was saved and a week later awoken in a mansion. That’s where he met the wolves in his current pack, they saved him; the alpha leader and his beta mate. It was in his instincts to challenge another alpha for leadership but after the traumatic experience of his happiness being taken away from him, Bogum had not spirt to fight for such leadership. In fact, he did not deserve it..