Chapter One

Looking around my room, I am immediately struck by the sight of the small bed that is neatly made up on the floor. It is a humble space where my mother and I had to huddle together to ward off the biting cold in this broken down hut. Holes riddle the roof, and cracked windows allow the elements to seep in.

I am filled with gratitude that my mother was able to discover this place for us, despite its crumbling condition and far location. However, as I eagerly expect her return from her tireless efforts to secure our next meal, a feeling of anxiety begins to go through me. The passing time only increases my worry, as she should have returned by now

The sensation in my stomach continues, refusing to leave, urging me to leave the safety of the cabin in search of my mother. While walking straight from the cabin door, I hear a cry. Without a moment's hesitation, I find myself sprinting towards the piercing sounds of her distress, my heart pounding with a mixture of fear and anticipation.

However, the moment I reach the scene, my entire world abruptly overturns. In a state of sheer horror, I stand frozen, unable to move or comprehend the sight before me—an alpha is mercilessly attacking my mother. Amidst the chaos that surrounds us, my mother's voice pierces through the noise,"Nathalia run and hide.”

Without pausing to question her instructions, I sprint back to our humble hut, trembling like a fragile leaf. The gravity of the situation weighs heavily on me, as my mother had always warned me to remain unseen and unheard, for the results of being discovered were nothing short of death.

I knew that my mother was a fierce fighter, but the alpha is an impressive fighter, and I fear for her safety. As I huddle into a corner, trying to block out the sounds of the fight that is echoing in my head. I couldn't help but think about all the times my mother has protected me from danger. She has always been my rock, my protector, and my confidante. But now, as I listen to her screams of pain and rage, I feel helpless and alone as tears flow down my face. How am I going to live without mom?

Overwhelmed by the intensity of the situation, I instinctively get up from the corner, seeking a better hiding spot in the safety of our home. Tears stream down my face as fear and uncertainty grip my heart. Little did I realize, in that exact moment, would mark the final glimpse I would ever have of my dear mother.

As I crouch in my hiding spot, memories of my mother's lessons on staying safe and remaining hidden flood my mind. However, my hunger pains are becoming increasingly unbearable, and I know I need to find food soon in order to sustain myself. The urgency to relieve myself also adds to my discomfort, and with caution, I emerge from my hiding spot, my heart pounding in my chest.

I carefully survey my surroundings, scanning for any signs of danger or the presence of other individuals. Fortunately, everything appears to be unchanged, and a sense of relief washes over me. Despite the risks, I understand that I have no choice but to venture out into the unknown in search of nourishment and to tend to my bodily needs.

With a sense of urgency, I leave our home in search of a place to relieve myself. My every movement is marked by caution as I inhale the surrounding air, ensuring that the alpha, the source of my terror, has distanced himself from our cabin. Despite my efforts, remnants of fear still cling to my being, urging me to proceed with utmost care.

As I make my way behind the bushes, I use the restroom before standing up and continuing my walk.

Each step I take seems to echo in the silence, raising my anxiety as I venture further away from home. The air is thick with the overwhelming scent of blood, saturating my senses and causing an involuntary cry to burst from my lips. A surge of panic courses through my veins, propelling me forward in a sprint, farther and farther away from our cabin.

The lingering fragrance of my moms fear joins with the dominant aura of the alpha, creates an eerie and haunting atmosphere in its wake. As I take in my surroundings, a wave of overwhelming emotions engulf me, leaving me feeling vulnerable.

Throughout the years, we have constantly been on the move, desperately trying to reach the safety of my grandparents' pack. All I have ever longed for is a place to call home, a place where we can finally find peace. My train of thought is suddenly cut off by the growling of my stomach, reminding me of my pressing need to find nourishment.

It dawns on me that I will have to go on a hunting trip for the first time in my life, a task I have no prior experience or knowledge about. As I am not yet eighteen. My wolf's instincts have not yet fully emerged, making this task even more intimidating. I know that I will have to rely on my wits and instincts to survive in the wilderness, and I am determined to succeed.

Being an omega, I understand my life will be a constant struggle. The feeling of dread that washes over me is not new, but this time it is different. An alpha has found us, and I know that I am no longer safe in my current location. Despite the fear and hunger that gnaws at me, I know that I have to leave and make my way to the ‘Arctic Paw Pack,’ as my mother planned. It is an intimidating task, but I am determined to make it through.

With every stride I make, my determination grows stronger, driven by the anticipation of discovering a strange little village that could provide me with the necessary provisions. The mere idea of nourishment and hydration propels me forward, and I remain watchful, scanning my surroundings for any indications of human presence. Despite being aware of the difficult path that lays ahead, I embrace the challenges that await me with a firm resolve.