I was walking through the pack back to my den with a single thing on my mind: life couldn't get any better! After living my entire life thinking I would never have the wolf I love, life decided to give me a break. I have a loving family, the greatest friends anyone could ask for, a good reputation around the pack, and now a mate who I will do anything for. Kate is the most beautiful, loving wolf who I loved so very much, and I know she feels the same for me considering she risked everything just so she could be with me. Our love is something that will never be broken, not by anything.

I was nearly back home, hoping to see my lovely mate after all day. She had been doing her alpha duties while I took a day to be by myself, venturing to a nearby lake and relaxing there for the entire day. I have been in a state of pure bliss all day and I doubted anything would ruin this day for me. I turned around a tree, seeing my den in sight finally. My pace quickened, excited to see the love of my life. As I was about to enter my den, a force came crashing into my side, sending me skidding into a tree five feet away. I groaned in pain, my heart racing as I feared for my life. My vision soon became blurry from the head on collision of my head to the tree, but I could still feel and hear the world around me.

"It's still hard to believe he would do anything like that," a familiar voice said as a pair of footsteps came towards me.

"I know, if not for the evidence I wouldn't believe it myself. This just feels wrong," the other wolf said, I immediately recognized it as Garth. I couldn't make sense of what they were saying. Why would Garth be doing this, I thought we had started becoming pretty good friends.

It didn't take long before I felt myself being dragged away to an unknown location. I was so confused as to what was happening. Where was I being taken and why was it happening to me. Eventually I was able to compose myself, regaining my sight and ability to speak, though not very loudly.

"Why are you doing this," I was able to muster out quietly, but I wasn't given a response. Fear started to consume me and I started hoping this was all just a nightmare, or maybe just some sort of sick joke that we would all laugh about later; however I figured that to be unlikely.

A few minutes later and I was pulled into a large field, a field that was reserved for wolves who face extreme punishment. This wasn't making any sense, I haven't done anything Why would I be brought here. As I looked around all I could see were the faces of angry wolves. They looked at me with disgust, like I was someone else. I know all of these wolves, and never have they looked at me like this; it stings.

When I reached the center of the field, I was thrown the ground hitting it hard. I slowly picked myself up, looking around and seeing all eyes on me. I don't want to be here, this isn't right, nothing about this is right.

"Humphrey," a voice cut through the air. I looked up at a ledge that overlooked the valley seeing Winston staring down on me. His face was stern and eyes full of disappointment. Next to him is Kate who is looking at me with such shame along with my family. Out of all the wolves starring daggers at me, the way Kate is looking at me hurts the most.

"You stand here accused, committing the highest offense against your pack," he boomed down at me. What is he talking about?

"Winston, I don't understand," I said submissively, the last thing I want to do is make him angrier than he already appears.

"Don't play innocent with me, Humphrey. There is no way out of this!" He snarled down at me. I flinched and backed up a few steps, only to be blocked by Garth and the other wolf who brought me here, Hutch.

"You are charged with the murder of three wolves; a father, a mother, and their pup," he sighed, breaking away from his intimidation act, "How could you do this Humphrey, just… why?"

I stared at him with wide eyes and mouth wide open; did he just say I murdered wolves? Me? I am the last person who would ever hurt anyone, let alone kill another wolf. Seriously, they are blaming me for murder? "Winston, I didn't do this," I choked out.

"I wish I could believe you Humphrey, I really do, but everything points to you. I have no choice but to banish you from this pack, never aloud to return."

I couldn't believe this. This has to be some sort of terrible, sick practical joke; this cant be real. But his face told me otherwise. I looked to my family, "Mom, dad, McCabe, you believe me right?" they just turned away, turning their backs on me. I faced Kate, her being my last hope. "Kate, please," and that's when my heart shattered. She got up and walked away, leaving me a broken wolf. Tears started streaming down my face; my world crumbling down around me.

"Now leave Humphrey, leave," Winston snarled down at me, followed by every other wolf in the valley, each of they growling and snarling wildly. There was nothing I could do, my life has just ended. I sprinted out from the valley, running as fast as I could sobbing the whole way. How could they do this to me, how could they ever think I would kill anyone. I ran and ran and ran some more, getting myself as far away from the pack as I physically could. I ran for two hours until my body could no longer take it. I collapsed on the ground, not being able to take another step and that's when I broke down completely. I curled into a ball and wept my heart out, crying like a new born pup. I cried until I passed out completely.

I awoke the next day with my whole body in pain. My muscles were extremely soar considering I'm not used to running so far so fast. I grunted with discomfort as I picked myself off from the ground, looking around to see if I had any clue as to where I was; the answer is no. Of course the question is should I even continue on? My life ended last night. I have nothing left to love for, everyone I have ever known despises me and thinks I'm a killer. What is there to live for?

As all these voices screamed in my head to give up, one burst through the noise which screamed at me not to give up, telling me to live in spite of all those who accused me. They'll figure out eventually that I had no part in those killings and all those who turned their backs on me would feel sorry, thinking that I'd die out here. No, I'll return one day stronger than the weak omega I am now. I'll show all of them.

I looked up into the sky, seeing that a storm was approaching, and it looked like it was going to be a nasty one. I don't know why, but something told me I need to find shelter soon or else I am going to die.

Here you are, the first chapter of probably one of my favorite stories I've written. It's not my most popular, but I just have so much fun writing it, even five years later. I hope you all enjoy reading it as much as I enjoy writing it.

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