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 stood on top of a hill looking down. My eyes searched the surrounding.


　　"Alpha Deucalion," I quickly spun around hearing one of my men call.


　　"We can't find her anywhere," he said.


　　"Are you sure you checked everywhere?" I asked firmly.


　　"Yes, your alpha, every land nearby that belongs to a pack and doesn't," he retorted.


　　I steadily approached him towering above him like a tall, strong tree.


　　"The men and I refused to search among the rogues," he explained himself, nervously while his head lowered.


　　My teeth tightened in my mouth. I hated being disappointed by any member of my pack.


　　"Didn't I tell you to search every place?" I asked trying to control my temper.


　　I've allowed my anger to get the best of me and have caused her to suffer when she did nothing wrong.


　　"Yes, your alpha," he answered submissively.


　　"Then why did you choose to disobey me?" I asked.


CHAPTER 44