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

　　Seeing my father, the only family I had alive, hanging from the vine of a tree, that was tightly wrapped around his neck, naked and lifeless. I was in such shock that I didn't know if what I saw was true or were my eyes deceiving me.


　　"Rain, Rain," I heard Madison's voice.


　　My eyes opened and I found myself in bed in my room. I looked around confused.


　　"It was a dream," I said softly relieved it was, but not for Madison to hear.


　　I assumed I had lost my father but I was just having a horrible daydream. A hand rested on the side of my head trying to recollect how I'd gotten in bed. I remembered lastly, trying to solace Madison after she chased my father away discovering his lies to her.


　　I heard Madison begin to cry and I looked at her frighteningly now knowing what I thought to be a dream, a disheartening daydream wasn't. What I saw did happen. I did see my father's dead body.


CHAPTER 38