Chapter 7: Attacked

Salem

I was still in the same spot as yesterday. The outside was soaked with rain from all my tears, and my fur remained smeared in blood—blood that was now dried to my fur, reminding me of every scar the cruel alpha gave me. My wounds had closed up, but they left scars that seemed they were never going to go away.

Raindrops found their way into the tree, creating a small puddle. My head looked down into it, and tears formed in my eyes seeing the word he wrote on my forehead—nothing. I whimpered, recalling him saying it. His voice kept repeating in my head, and I spun around, changing my position.

My ears suddenly rose, and my nose sniffed, scenting that I was not alone. Wolves were near my home. I stood up, frightened, trying to locate their direction. I sensed one not too far from the tree I was, but the other I had somehow lost his scent. I had to leave, knowing I wasn't safe here.

How did they find my territory? I couldn't help thinking I was the one who led them here after lea