I never thought I would be the one saving Ashen Vale.
If anyone had asked me yesterday, I would have said, 'Let it burn.'
Let it all burn—especially after the way their Beta treated me and the way their Alpha spoke to me.
But fire doesn’t ask who deserves to live.
And unlike their Alphas, I don’t rank lives. I don’t weigh a soul and decide if it’s worth oxygen.
I definitely don’t choose who gets to live based on whether they can breed.
The memory of Kei’s voice—so calm, so certain—makes my stomach twist.
Save the male pups first.
Then the fertile women.
As if the rest are animals past expiration.
So if a woman can’t bear children, she burns?
If she’s too old? Too young? Too broken? Just a girl—weak and inconvenient?
She just… dies?
Disgust floods me so fast it nearly chokes m
