Chapter 1

I was born into a pack called the River Pack. All members could manipulate water. They could create a flood and transform water into any weapon they desire. My mother, the Luna, on the other hand, had far more powers. She could heal the sick with just a single drop of water, knew when it was going to rain, and when she cried, so did the sky.

The river pack was loved by many packs because of their special abilities and were referred to as descendants of the moon goddess; however, one pack loathed them: they were the Grey Pack. They saw the River Pack as a threat and believed we were manipulating others to become the rulers of all packs.

The Grey Pack surprisingly attacked the River Pack the day I was born, killing them all.

My grandmother was lucky to escape with me into the depths of the forest, and since that day, we've been dwelling there.

River Pack was born with unique physical features that stood out from the other wolves. We had fur that was as white as snow and appeared as if it were glowing, as well as a beautiful, straight blue marking on our forehead. My grandmother informed me that my mom had a larger and more visible marking than the other members of her pack. I have her mark. A blue stripe that extends from the center of my forehead to my two front feet. I also had her great powers.

I had to cover my fur in mud to conceal my markings. I was also forbidden to shift into my human form, for it was too beautiful not to be noticed as a River Pack member. I had long, silky blond hair that descended to my waist. Blue eyes and olive skin tone.

The first time I shifted into my wolf form, I was only 6 years old. My grandmother made me promise to never shift into my human form again and to never leave the forest for my safety.

My grandmother always spoke of my mother and our pack but never of my father. I tried asking about him once, and she snapped at me, almost biting me. I never asked again, as much as I was curious to know about him.

I was finished rolling in mud. My snow-white fur was now dark brown. My grandmother, too, would roll into the mud, but now she's unable to. She's too old and frail.

I walked to the gigantic tree where my grandmother and I dwell. The back of it had a large knothole, where we both slept. The door was a large bush. I forced my way between them, making an entrance.

My heart grew heavy to see my grandmother fast asleep. She was wheezing. Lately, she has been having difficulty breathing. Her eyes opened as she sensed me.

I sat before her.

"Don't worry about me, child. I am blessed to live a long life, and my time here on this earth is coming to an end." Her voice trembled, weak.

"No, Grandmother, please don't speak negatively," I whimpered.

"Salem, we all have to go one day. For water, we are, and water, our pack will return. Please don't cry for me."

My grandmother told me that when a member of the River Pack died, we were so special that our bodies turned into water and evaporated.

"I know you're worried that you'll be alone after I'm gone, but don't be. You're a strong wolf, like your mom. You'll be okay."

I cried, and the rain came pouring down, followed by my tears.

"Salem!" My grandmother tried to shout at me, but she was too weak to do so.

I closed my eyes, stopping my tears. The rain did too.

"You need to be careful of the powers you have," she warned.

I nodded.

"Our pack wasn't lucky to live as long as I. They died before their time. Salem, it is an honor for me to die of old age. I'm grateful," she said.

My furry head rested on her two front feet.

"I pray you'll live as long as me after I'm gone, Salem, and that you'll never be sad or alone."

I whimpered.

"Promise me again, Salem, that you'll never leave this place and stay hidden until you die."

"I promise, Grandmother."

Good, my beautiful she-wolf. I don't want you to die like our previous members if you're ever caught. I want you to grow old like me."

"Yes, Grandmother."

The night my grandmother died in her sleep while I lay beside her. Tears ran from my eyes as I saw her body I could no longer cuddle beside, turn into a puddle of water. It then slowly evaporated.

Rain fell hard, for I lost the only family I had and the only wolf I knew. I was now all alone.