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

　　"You've become so heartless Alpha Deucalion, the day you returned from that strange human land that you don't feel anything for anyone except your pack. Don't you see you're killing a young she-wolf who seemed much younger than your sister," she complained.


　　"Leave Madison, you have no business here," warned the alpha.


　　"I do," I felt the female stand before me, protecting me.


　　"I will not stand here like all the other she-wolves and watch you mistreat a young she-wolf," she protested.


　　"She's not like anyone of the she-wolves in the pack, she's a thief and scoundrel just like her kind."


　　My eyes slowly opened to look at the female who had the heart to help me. The alpha spit in my eyes preventing me from seeing her. My eyes closed.


　　"I'm the alpha of the pack and I will not have you speaking to me in such a way."


　　"I'm your aunt, sister to your father, the previous alpha and I will not stand to watch you kill a young she-wolf."


CHAPTER 6 The kind lady