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

　　The entire morning Madison stayed in her room. I blamed mysel for her sudden change of mood.


　　I hurriedly searched through the book for more picture of my kind but there was only two pictures. My mom in her human form and her wolf form. The book was mostly words, sadly, words I cannot read for I was illiterate.


　　I heard Madison's door close. I quickly threw the book back into the box and took up the small book she was using to teach me the alphabet before she could spot me with the book her ex-mate wrote about my kind.


　　My head lifted from the picture alphabetical book as if I was looking through it as I heard her enter the living room.


　　"I'm sorry, I have gotten you all excited to start reading and then my painful past ruin things for you," she apologized.


　　"It's okay," I retorted. "Are you feeling much better now to start teaching me to again?" I asked.


CHAPTER 33