Young Demetri's POV
I was trapped in a land without land and where darkness ruled.
My name is Demetri Alexei Volkoff, a werewolf and an orphan. If it weren't for the Blue Moon pack's alpha taking me in when I was three, I might have ended up as a rogue or worse. My early memories are fuzzy, but I can recall some fragments. I remember arriving at the pack, the traumatic loss of my parents during the shadow wars for territory in our old pack, and the alpha of the Blue Moon pack extending his protection to me. There's another memory, too, one that involves a boy who was taken in by the pack. He didn't know his birthday or age; all he had was a name. He was a runt, the smallest and most vulnerable among us. Even though he was clever and had a sharp mind, the other pups, including the orphans
