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 jumped up from an uncomfortable feeling and I discovered I was in a strange room. I wasn't alone, two female was there, along with Madison. I carefully observed her and I noticed she had a strange object in her hands. At that moment an awful feeling swept over me knowing what was going to happen.


　　"No," I cried out as I began to escape from the room.


　　"Hold her down now," Madison ordered.


　　I screamed and begged them to let me go, but they didn't.


　　The two she-wolves tied down my hands and feet.


　　"Madison, please don't do this," I kept begging her hoping she listens to me.


　　"I'm doing the right thing," she cried to me.


　　"Please, please, please," I pleaded with tears in my eyes as I looked her deeply in the eyes hoping for her to listen to me.


　　"Someone, give her some drugs to make her unconscious. I can't do this when she's awake," she cried out.


CHAPTER 51