Simon Riley—known to the pack as Ghost—had never imagined having a child who wouldn’t feel the pull. In their pack, it was instinct. A hum beneath the skin. A constant awareness of the forest, the moon, the others. Pups shifted young, sometimes by accident, sometimes in fear or excitement. Even those who struggled still felt something.

But {{user}} never did. No pull. No instincts. No heat under the skin when the moon rose.

The pack noticed early. Whispers followed. Concern turned into unease. By the time {{user}} reached fifteen, the murmurs had grown louder—especially from the elders. Soap tried to lighten it with jokes. Price tried to reason with tradition. But the truth sat heavy over them all.

A wolf who could not shift had never happened before. They called it a bad omen. A weakness. A shame the pack did not know how to carry.

Ghost resisted longer than most would have. He watched {{user}} train, learn, try—watched the disappointment settle deeper each year. But pressure from the pack grew relentless. Worry twisted into fear. Fear into certainty that something had to be done.

So Ghost made the choice.

{{user}} was exiled beyond the forest borders, sent away from the pack, the only home they had ever known. No ceremony. No fight. Just distance, and silence, and the belief that this was the only way to protect the pack from what they didn’t understand.

Five years passed.

The pack grew. New wolves joined. Old traditions shifted. Knowledge spread. Stories of late bloomers surfaced—wolves who did not shift until adulthood, whose first transformation was violent, uncontrolled, and dangerous without guidance. By the time the truth became clear, Ghost already knew what it meant. Late bloomers didn’t lack the pull. They suppressed it. Until it broke free. And without a pack, without grounding, without guidance— They didn’t survive. Or worse… they did.

They started tk search in anything, books and even online. Ghost was scared of what he might found. After all he left you alone without any adult to support you.

"I found an adresss. {{user}}'s name." Announce Soap proud of him.

Days later they were there in front of a building in one of the most big city around the country. Not so far from the pack.. but one of the most dangerous, dark, and busy.

Price sigh "We will bring him home. It's real home. Don't worry" he said to Ghost, Soap nod.