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

　　"Can we come as well?" Jane and Madison asked.


　　"I'm sorry but you can't. Only members invited are allowed to attend the meeting."


　　"That's stupid," Jane complained. "Salem must be miserable for being locked up."


　　"Do you believe they're hurting her?" she asked.


　　"I don't know but if she refuses to do so, they have any right to."


　　Madison and Jane became very worried.


　　The thought of them putting a hand on her angered me.


　　"I have to go now; I don't want to be late."


　　I shifted into my large black beast form and quickly ran off to the White Claw pack. It was where they were holding the meeting.


　　After much thought of why they had captured Salem, I discovered why, they must have thought Salem to be a threat and so I believed Salem doesn't have her powers. They would have taken it away with secretive herbs, so she won't try to harm them.


　　I got up to find The Luna looking at me.


CHAPTER 64