LOGINMy daughter Lyra believed the Moon Goddess had given our kind one virtue above all others: honesty. So she never told a single lie. I put on a newly bought lipstick and turned in front of the mirror. "Sweetheart, does Mommy look pretty today?" She glanced up at me. "Honestly, Mommy, you were ugly to start with, and that color only makes it worse." One evening I was scrambling around the kitchen while my mother-in-law scolded me for not being able to cook a decent meal. I asked Lyra, "Grandma says Mommy's useless. Does that upset you?" She kept stacking her blocks. "Honestly, I'm actually glad you're getting scolded." That night, while my husband read her a bedtime story, he asked whether she would take care of me when I was old and could no longer walk. She thought it over seriously, then rolled onto her other side. "No way. A useless wolf should just go off and die on its own." Something in me went cold. She only grinned. "But I'm just telling the truth." Later, when a caseworker from the Pup Welfare Council came to register us for the census and asked Lyra a few routine questions, she insisted on telling nothing but the truth. This time, though, it was a truth she would regret for the rest of her life.
View MoreAlmost at first glance, I knew her.A wolf's scent never changes.Even now, caked in heavy makeup and dressed in next to nothing, she gave off the thick reek of cheap perfume.I thought of the day I'd gone to arrange my younger daughter's health certificate, and the few words the Council worker had said to me then."That little girl you gave up. Her birth parents were animals. At ten they sold her to a rogue to be his wife. The old rogue forced himself on her, and when she ran back, she even slashed her own father."The Council worker sighed."She said more than once that she wanted to go back to your home, but, well, it was all the girl's own doing. You were so good to her, Alpha, and still she reported you as a trafficker and claimed you abused her. I wouldn't have kept her either."For many years, I'd heard nothing of her.Knowing her as I did, I'd assumed a nature like hers would do well anywhere.I never imagined she would sink to working the streets.I looked at her, at the body
The next day I went to the Temple of the Moon Goddess.With Lyra gone, the house had grown tidy, and the stifled feeling I'd carried so often eased a great deal.With the witch's potions and the Moon Goddess's blessing, I at last conceived a child.My brother had been all too eager to take the Alpha title for himself, but now there was no need.Ten months later, a new pup was finally born.It was a lively little girl.Holding this little girl with my own eyes and brow, I couldn't hold back my tears.The Moon Goddess named her Phoebe.Our daughter grew little by little, and soon seven years had gone by.She was about to start primary school.As always, I drove her to and from school.By chance I heard that the border community had grown restless.Seeing there was still time, I hurried over to take a look.A clamor of voices spilled out of the neighborhood.A moment later, a young woman was shoved out into the open by an older one."Pfft. Coming around to poach my customers day after day
Sick of the noise, the scarred man grabbed her by the leg and hauled her up.Then he brought a hand down across her face."You're deafening me. Shut your fucking mouth."I listened to Lyra's words, and all I did was slide open the little window in the door."I stopped counting on you long ago. You said it yourself, that I'd die sooner or later. Don't you remember?"Lyra seized on a thread of hope and said quickly,"Mommy, I only said that to make you angry. It wasn't my truth."My voice held no warmth."I know."Then I spoke with a smile."But it was your truth, wasn't it? Have you forgotten? I still remember. You told me you were the kind of child who loved the truth best of all."She'd meant to fling some vicious line back, but it had never crossed her mind that I simply no longer cared.Those sharp words of hers were all stuck in her throat now, impossible to spit out and impossible to swallow.Lyra didn't want to go, and the heavy woman didn't seem to want to take a daughter home e
I couldn't help recalling something from half a month before.She already had a watch exactly like it, but she'd wanted the newest model, which had only one new feature.I hadn't wanted to buy it, so she'd thrown a fit for it.In the end I gave in, telling myself a daughter should want for nothing, and bought it after all.Yet because I hadn't bought it on the spot, she held it against me for days and went around telling all sorts of people,"Honestly, my mommy is so stingy. She's an Alpha, and she still can't afford to buy me things?"But the daughter before me now had not a trace of that pampered, willful child left in her.Her face was covered in wet streaks of tears, her little face pale with fright.One small hand reached desperately toward me, flailing."Mommy, save me. Please save me."I turned and spoke to the caseworkers."I never abused her. Every month, beyond her tuition, I paid for her extracurricular classes as well. As for the potions, she's a mixed-blood Omega; only a w


















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