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 was so happy that my powers had returned. I could finally leave this hell hole and, away from the two people I hated the most, Alpha Deucalion and Madison. I just need the right time to leave.


　　It would be good to leave since I was alone on the porch. Jane had gone upstairs in search of her mother, Madison. I didn't want to leave without saying goodbye to Jane first. If I should escape, she should know, she was the only family I had living. The one I shared the same blood with.


　　The front door that leads to the porch, opened. It was Jane, she returned. I stood seeing the down expression on her face.


　　What is wrong? I was about to ask, but before I could she quickly approached me and just hugged me.


　　"Please don't leave," I heard her.


　　Her hands moved from around me and she looked me in the eyes.


　　I was speechless, I didn't know what to say. How did she know I had planned to leave? Was it a sisterly thing?


CHAPTER 67