Third POV

Caleb limped along, clutching his leg. He was deep in the forest, seeking shelter after the massive chaos that had destroyed his pack. Nothing was left. Lucian had buried all the corpses that were stored. The Black Hole Pack had taken over the packhouse. Caleb had no chance of returning. Now, Caleb was running from the pack territory, choosing to live in the forest even though he didn't know where to go.

"Hey, you."

While on the run, Caleb always felt like he heard voices cursing ...