A year and a half apart

(Silas)

547 Days.

That's how long I had been stuck in Red Wood. I decided, after Theo told me the truth about the likelihood of me coming home was slim to none, that I would become what this pack wanted me to be. I would become my father's son, living up to his reputation as a warrior. Maybe if I was lucky I would get to fight in a battle and die with honor.

That's what I had to look forward to. An honorable death. Quite a flip from what I had dreamed of. But that dream was long since dead.

I was 16, hallway to 17. I had spent 1 birthday here and was about to spend the next. I admit that this pack knows how to party. The alpha doesn't mind underage drinking, but I already knew that.

I kept busy, pushing my body to its limits in strength and endurance training. I ran every morning and sometimes ……