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

　　Madison laid her hand on my shoulder trying to solace me. She knew it was not easy for me to see the son of a wolf who murdered my parents.


　　"I can't stay in this dreadful place anymore," I walked from a small building that was made from straw.


　　Madison and I were sheltering from the heavy rain but it had finally calmed down, which was good. I felt like I was suffocating in the unpleasant, shabby building.


　　A blond and green eyes she-wolf exited the building as well. She was left to watch over us.


　　"Get your so-called Alpha," I harshly described Arkane to her.


　　The title of alpha was unsuitable for him just like his father. His father wanted to be the ruler of my pack but was unsuccessfully to do so. And now Arkane decided to be the ruler of thieves and murderers. Wolves no one wanted a part of their pack. I laughed at him being the ruler of the low-life wolves.


CHAPTER 48