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

　　After what I've done, it was so hard to be around Alpha Arkane, the more I see him the more I felt so bad about what I did. I would try to avoid him by lending a hand to anyone who needed my help, but it never worked. It only made me notice him even more.


　　He and some of his men were building his new home, and the sound they created as they worked was hard to get anyone's attention. I wished I haven't burned down his first home, he wouldn't be wasting his time now.


　　I walked to the river wanting to be alone. It wasn't easy seeing him knowing what had happened to him was my fault. Alpha Arkane has been so good to me, he didn't deserve it.


　　My head lowered sadly playing in the river with a small piece of stick. After a few minutes, I heard someone approaching me. I got up immediately seeing it was Alpha Arkane.


　　"Alpha Arkane," I called surprisingly.


　　Before he could say anything, I apologize for what had happened to him.


CHAPTER 61