Prologue

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I looked down at my mother, lying on the ground with a wounded leg, as I felt tears forming in my eyes.

"Go!" she instructed.

"I will not leave you!" I screamed, as I heard more howls filling the air.

"Please, I need to know you still have a chance!" she pleaded, with a determined look upon her face.

"What about Sam?" I stuttered

"Please, just go! Run!" She shrieked. I so badly wanted to please her, so I did the only thing I could.

"Farewell mother." I whispered, and she nodded her head to encourage me, smiling slightly.

I shifted and I ran. I ran as fast as my wolf's legs would carry me. I didn't dare look back as I heard howls of victory, and my pack's last whimpers of defeat.

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