It was obvious that she knew what they were for, but when we left the fair, I couldn't help but take her to a secluded place.
“Anmary, I want you to tell me what kind of things are in those boxes. I saw your expression change when you smelled them,” I hinted.
She shook her head as her eyes turned red. “Luna... those aren't supplies...”
When she said that, I raised an eyebrow in confusion. I had clearly heard Anna say they were supplies.
“What are they?” I asked again.
Anmary slowly raised her gaze to me, her pupils trembling. “They're potions to damage the uterus of shape-shifters...” she replied.
Hearing that, I froze. Damage the uterus? That meant they were used to induce abortion or, worse, to make females infertile.
“How do you know that?” I asked as I began to walk away to dive
