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

　　"Why are you always making thing even more difficult," Jane argued.


　　"I didn't tell you to come," I retorted.


　　"Open another portal and let us go home," she demanded.


　　I walked from her, heading into the land.


　　"Salem," she held my hand from behind.


　　"Don't you get it, Alpha Deucalion is dead, and if we go into their land without their permission we too will be joining him as well."


　　"Fine," Jane said as she entered the portal.


　　I was surprised she did. We were sisters, blood. I didn't expect her to abandon me.


　　I looked at her as the portal slowly closed.


　　Tears slowly filled my eyes. I wiped away my tears and continue heading into the land.


CHAPTER 70