My name is Salem Harpen. I'm eighteen years old. And I am the last member of my pack.
The day I was born, my pack was secretly attacked and many of them were killed. My grandmother was lucky enough to escape with me into the depth of the forest. 
For eighteen years my grandmother and I have been dwelling secretly in the forest. Old age had soon taken over her and she was not strong anymore. The day she was taking her last breath. She made me make a promise to never leave our secret place. One day I had to. There was no more prey to hunt and I was slowly dying of hunger. I had to leave our secret place to survive.
Seeing the outside world of the forest for the first. I was scared. I swiftly search for enough food to return to my safe place but unexpectedly I was captured by a pack of wolves for hunting on their land without any permission. New to the outside world I was clueless about such a rule. They chained me up and carry me away to be punished by their alpha. I cried. Was I the end of my entire pack?

The Hidden She-wolf

　　I returned his stare but was scared and nervous. I wasn't prepared to beg him to give me a second chance to be a part of his pack. I didn't know I would be having difficulty doing so.


　　I tried to tell him who I was and why I was there but I found myself stuttering.


　　His stare of surprise soon turned into a grave look and my heart raced.


　　I held tightly onto his desk as he walked straight toward me and stood before me like a tall tree, towering above. My head raised staring into blood-red eyes scared.


　　"What are you doing in my house?" he asked acidly.


　　"I, I," I tried to explain to him again but I kept on stuttering repeatedly, fearing him.


　　"Are you here to charm me as you did, Alaric?" he asked bitterly.


　　"I know she-wolves like you, who believed they can seduce an alpha in trying to get whatever they want with their beauty, but it won't work on me," said the alpha as he looked me dead in the eyes.


CHAPTER 17 Ridiculed