Chapter 37: Origin

DEMING WOODS, WA – SILVERMOON ALPHA HOUSE

GABRIEL’S POV

Twenty years ago, the Silver Moon pack had received a great loss in our community. A great loss in our family. Although I was too young to fully remember all that transpired that tragic day, I do remember the color of the sky. A burning orange suffocated by the billows of ash and smoke. I remember the howls and cries ringing in my head.

And one image I couldn’t forget was my mother’s face turning into one of horror realizing that her baby girl was no longer in her arms. That my little sister was gone.

I later learned that it was her birth ceremony, and that we all convened together to witness her becoming one with her wolf, but the Vagabonds had decided that that was the most opportune time to attack us. Although my father was quick to gather all the men to fend them off and my mother led me and the other members to safety, we realized all too late that my sister was snatched by one of the rogues.