Hunting for a Pack

I have been keeping a low key lately making sure no one has notice anything funny has been going on lately. I prowl the night and sometimes I cannot help myself but to get into a little mischief. Even though I remember very well the last time some one almost spotted me but they couldn't tell, they would not believe their eyes anyway. So In my boredom I caught myself in residential neighborhood going from yard to yard not really caring if I was seen and I find myself in a yard with three large German shepherds. When I was crossing the yard one came out and then another I turn around and the third appeared behind me. I was being surrounded. I quickly sat at attention and look directly in the eyes of the one in front of me that appeared to be the leader of this little pack and with out hesitation he came over to me for a quick sniff and rolled over on his back and began to want to play. I could not help myself, I now I am not a dog or would ever refer to myself or any of my kind as such but the feeling of interacting with a small pack overwhelmed me. They brought me in their circle and it almost felt like family. Of course I lost track of time and where I was and then the porch light turned on and a voice called out "who is out there". I quickly jumped the gate and ran out into the night and the dogs barking for me to stay. I never looked back and never returned, even though it felt like a little pack I could not return in a back yard running with dogs as if I was a pet myself "could you imagine the shame of that, a pet please". The next day I awake as my human self and run threw my human tasks and enter a store where the clerk was extremely rude and I could not help but to think to myself does he really no who he is talking to and that I can literally rip his head of of his body. I really wanted to let him know. As I leave the store calm but very heated in the inside I thought why shouldn't I come back tonight to let him know a thing or two or let him know right now why should I hide.
I pass a group of teen standing on the side of the store, they look like a couple of bad asses. They also eyed me like they wanted to try me too and then another thought entered my mind why should I hide. I have the power to create a pack of my own even if they are not true bloods. Hell I can make their lives better. I have meet about two other lycans passing through this shallow place of a town but they were in search of other destinations at the time. One has was a male and had told me that he fell in love with a woman and not only revealed his secret to her but was also ran out of town after she told her brothers that tried to hunt him down. I guess she did not expect such a reaction from them. About a week passed by and he only wandered a couple of miles away toward the mountains he started to notice a smell and certain sounds in the night. He told me that he had apparently turned her and she too was chased out of town by other locals after slaughters a couple of cows. She ran off to another town and he has been tracking her ever sense. He has found a partner. So I say maybe I can make me a partner or a pack myself and I think that I may even try.