Defying The MoonGoddess

The eroding whip cracked against my exposed flesh deliciously, the yells of his pack filled the air wickedly while a ghost of a smile danced on my lips as I was preparing to face the beast of a man that has claimed me as his mate...

Evermore his name stuck fear into every living thing. On his land nothing grows there is barely any food to sustain his pack which is why they are ruthlessly feeding off of each others flesh. They practice in the old ways worshiping the moon goddess like she is still glorious, when in fact she is not.

I've come to terms with this new day in age , the moon goddess is dead she has forsaken us all. In her final moments she sealed everyone's fate by allowing the males to have the upmost power over us women, making us infernal. You see these men can pick they're mates with no consequence. They can have more than one you see , but us women are tied down to one male in which we share. An that is a fate worse than death.