I trembled uncontrollably. I could just imagine those rogue she-wolves rounded up in the snow, being beaten and sexually assaulted. I couldn't shake the image of their babies being torn from their arms and being eaten by that cannibal King Beyond the Border. Tears sprang up in my eyes as I felt my heart beating fast. They couldn't do that. That was a crime against the Moon Goddess. She-wolves were supposed to be marked and cared for by their mates, and in return they were entrusted to raise the young in a safe and nurturing environment. But for over two decades, these rogue wolves had been driven by desperation so much that they turned away from the love of the Goddess and in turn, they bastardized their own existence. "Is...is that true?" I asked, my voice broken as tears streamed down my
