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

　　"Rain, you got to get used to this new life. And quit eating the raw sausages!" yelled Madison.


　　The raw sausages that were now half-eaten dropped from my mouth. I could feel them, the wetness of them as they fall to my bare feet. My eyes never left the alpha as they did nor did his, as he held two bags of groceries in his hand.


　　I was frozen by his unexpected present.


　　"My sausages!" Madison run to the pot smelling they had been burned.


　　I've regained motion over my body and I ran past the alpha running upstairs.


　　What was he doing here? I thought as I closed the door behind me.


　　I walked over to my window and looked out wanting to see him leave.


　　Within a few minutes, I heard a knock on the door.


　　I went to open the door. In her hands, I saw grapes. I remembered seeing them in a bag the alpha was carrying.


CHAPTER 30