Esper

Immortal spirit. The usurper. Murderer of Alpha Asakiri. Witch. Esper was many things. But no one ever discovered those titles unless Esper herself wanted you to. And by then, it was too late. The Wolves of the Beyond were her newest playthings to experiment and enjoy. By the time they realized their fates, Esper's metaphorical jaws were already clamped tight around their throats. Any resistance was met with those jaws biting down. They learned to dance to her tune and follow her whims. Less they suffer the fates of those dead or worse, become hollow dolls like Nightfire, Asakiri's daughter turned personal plaything for Esper. Not even the birth of Nightfire's pups brought any sort of reaction from the bewitched victim. She had not even tried to stop the pack when they stole her pups to try and smuggle them to safety outside the pack. Unfortunately, this only drew Esper's attention to the pups. The plan backfired, and Esper killed all the pups but one, but took the pup back with her. For what? No one was sure. But it would not be good.