The moon goddess is shattered.
Her children, the werewolves, have forsaken the sacred ways she once held dear. No longer do they honor the bonds of matehood—now they marry whomever they desire, forsaking the ancient rites. The chosen alphas, once revered, have lost their power as pack leaders; now, wolves pick and discard them at will, following whims instead of tradition.
The goddess watches in horror as the very fabric of her creation unravels. She cannot—*will not*—let her children spiral further into chaos. A change is coming, and she must act swiftly. The delicate balance must be restored, no matter the cost. But time is slipping away, and the answer she seeks is slipping through her fingers like moonlight on water.