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

　　Though my powers had returned, my body still felt weak. I was hungry. I barely had enough strength to shift into my wolf form. My feet quivered and I kept falling as I ran through the forest. I couldn't run anymore; I had reached my body's limit. My eyes closed as I was about to fall onto my face.


　　"I've caught you," I heard Alpha Deucalion.


　　My eyes opened and I discovered I was in his arms.


　　"Your day of running Salem is over," he told me, holding me like a pup in his arms.


　　"No one wants me around," I cried to him.


　　Madison didn't want me to, and Jane showed it as well.


　　Alpha Deucalion looked me in my eyes as if he was staring deeply into my soul.


　　"I want you around," his lips slowly moved.


　　My body raised to his, wrapping my arms around his neck.


　　The rain kept falling and we were both drenched.


　　I nodded still holding him as he carried me to his house.


CHAPTER 74