(Alan's POV)

They all cheered, once Alpha Rosh was done speaking. Capturing me must have brought them enough happiness.

My God! What in the hell have I gotten myself into?

How do I defend myself before it's too late?

Will I ever convince them to grant me pardon for the atrocity my former pack committed against them, in the past?

I received a quick, hard blow to my head and neck. I have no idea who must have hit me so hard. I fell on the ground with little or no resistance on my part. I was helpless and desperate. Sadly, I could not help myself out of the precarious...