Once upon a time, in a land ringed by forest and mist, there stood a village called Aloha a village of women alone. For generations beyond counting, no man had lived there, and no male child had ever been allowed to survive. The law was ancient, unquestioned, and absolute, upheld by the highest priestess and Werewolf named Mariam, ruler of Aloha and guardian of its mysteries. Each year, without fail, the village grew by a hundred female children. How this miracle occurred was a secret known only to the Mothers of Aloha and Homah, the living ancestresses whose word carried the weight of spirits. No one dared ask. Tradition had endured for hundreds of years, and tradition was law. On the day of the annual child dedication, Aloha mixed with excitement. Women moved through the streets, braiding hair, beating drums, and adorning the newborns who would soon be initiated. According to custom, every child must be presented before Queen Mariam and swear allegiance to her rule. Not until Kilia a young girl whose curiosity got the best of her started asking questions about the newborn baby and had never seen a pregnant woman in their kingdom, did her mother shut her. However, she took many bold steps to find out the truth and when she did it brought so much pain to her and her mother. And as well as destroying the ancient tradition and inspiring unprecedented war between the kingdoms, these wars were also a curse plagued by innocent blood that was shed. At the end, Kilia was able to restore the harmony among the Aloha werewolves and other werewolves around them and they lived happily afterward.