SABRINA SANTIAGO
My head hurts badly and I see nothing but darkness. Siv my wolf must be weak, “where is this place siv?” I asked, hoping she would mind-link me, but became a bit startled when I sensed something close. “You’re in the dark howler pack,” the voice replied softly.
The dark howler pack, as grandma said, was the most dangerous pack in the whole of the country and they were known to kill intruders. They don't come for the yearly celebration of the red moon pack where the unmated find their mate. I couldn't help but panic, knowing fully well that I was going to be killed sooner or later without getting to see my loved ones .
“I’m sorry for crossing your border, please spare me,” I pleaded for my life as a tear escaped my eyes. “What pack are you from?” he inquired, mak
