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

　　Endless tears streaked down my cheek and rain, soaked my entire body, allowing the nightwear to lay against me as if it was my second skin.


　　Discovering what had truly happened to me during the full moon. There's no way I'd stay with Madison.


　　I felt like a fool believing the alpha truly wanted me to be a part of his pack. It was all because of guilt. I should have figured it out in his abrupt decision in taking me in his pack and why he helped me. I now hated Alpha Deucalion as much as I hated The Grey pack members. I now wanted him to be no more just as The Grey Pack Members were. He was evil, cruel, and no better than them.


　　I fell beside the river I had lost my tale, and I screamed hurt.


　　It was Alpha Deucalion's fault that I had lost my mate. He was why I was captured. I remembered him giving me a fist in the head right after I have found my mate.


　　As I slowly became unconscious, he put me in a cage and went to call the Grey Pack.


CHAPTER 25 Regain of memory