"Hunter?" Hilina asked herself out loud. It couldn't be. The old Alpha, Hunter, was dead. "There's no way Hunter could be alive after what my father did to him. He's dead." Hilina thought to herself. She sniffed the scent she had found again. "It sure smells a lot like him!" She thought.
In her excitement, Hilina took off at full speed back to the camp. She wanted to tell her mate, King, right away. If Hunter was still alive, she wanted the pack to know. She was almost back to the camp when she suddenly stopped. "Wait! I can't tell anybody!" She thought to herself. She wanted to tell King, but then she was ashamed of what her father had done, and hoped that King knew nothing of it. Then on the rest of the pack, if they knew, Hilina just knew word would get to her father, and there's no telling what he'd do!
Hilina decided it best to just sneak back into the camp unnoticed, and hopefully King will be there. She also hoped that he didn't ask her too many questions.