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 watched my mate as she stormed off angrily as Madison kept calling her.


　　What we have done to her it would be a miracle for her to forgive us; I just hope she will one day.


　　I was blissful that Madison had found her long last daughter but somehow sad that Salem would never forgive us. Every time when her bright blue eyes stared into mine, I see the monster she sees me as. A monster who physically abused her and gave her away to be raped, it hurt. If I could turn back time, I would stop myself from all the hurt I've put her through.


　　Madison carried Jane into the living room to find out what had happened to her while they were parted; I remained to stay outside giving them the space they needed.


　　For hours Jane and Madison were talking, I could hear their tears and how the separation had gratefully affected them.


　　"You'll be happy with me now," I heard Madison.


CHAPTER 62