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 ran around the living room like a headless cockroach, not knowing where to hide. It was impossible for me to hide from another wolf. I was stink, and my scent was too strong not to pick up by him. I had to find a room that was strong enough to keep me inside safe until Madison arrived.


　　"Madison," the alpha began to knock on the door.


　　His knock was so powerful I heard the roof of the home shaking.


　　"Madison, if you don't answer me, I'm going to have to hit down the door, assuming you're hurt by that scoundrel you, sorrily took in."


　　Immediately, I ran upstairs. I fall on the final step, hitting my face. I quickly picked myself up and ran to the spare room Madison had given me. I closed the door as I did and hide in the closet full of clothes. As I did I listened attentively downstairs. I heard the door open with a loud sound and my heart raced heavily in my chest. I'm dead, it's all I could think of.


CHAPTER 12 Come home, Madison!