Ember POV

"You hardly talk. Is this the way you relate with your friends back at your pack?" she asked, trying not to sound offensive. I suddenly felt sad, remembering that all my friends were dead.

"I'm sorry," she apologized, catching on to my emotion.

"It is okay," I responded.

"Not really," I answered her earlier question. Despite her constant smiling, Alpha Valtor had introduced her as a Gamma, which I found hard to believe. She looked tired, with an innocent and weak appearance, as if she were as weak as me.

"I am surprised you are a Gamma," I said, my thoughts spilling out.

"You know, I am as...