Too Late, Alpha: I'm Dead
He had pinned me to the grass, where the harsh earth became our bed, and thrust into me with unchecked, savage tyranny.
I had assumed that was merely the custom of their pack, and so I repressed all my humiliation. I finally grasped the devastating reality during the Luna ceremony that Carl held Selena in such high regard and adoration.
I felt the wind sweep through my desolate chest, and before long, it was dawn. I had finally reached my last day. I thought to myself, "I'm finally dying, and the Silver Moon pack, the object of your hatred, will very shortly be completely eradicated, Carl."