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 could not believe he was chosen by the moon goddess to be my mate.


　　Within his blood-red eyes, I could see he too was surprised.


　　Simultaneously we walked, approaching each other, without any clothes on our backs. An uncontrollable smile appeared on my face as I got closer to him. His face was grave as usual.


　　My eyes opened by a throbbing pain in my head and I realized I was unconscious. I jumped up and discovered I was in a cage being carried by two men. I spun around and behind me, I saw two large grey wolves following the men carrying me. My eyes widened seeing they were members of The Grey Pack. I was in deep trouble.


　　"Our rogue has awakened," spoke one of the wolves behind me.


　　"No," I cried out. "Please let me go," I began to plead for my life.


　　The two men carrying me put down the cage and they all stood staring at me.


　　"She's a beauty isn't she, Rolph?" said one of the men to the other.


CHAPTER 22 After, The Full moon