Spiritual threads of moonlight guided me far away, to a place the Moon Goddess deigned for me to see.
There, secreted away, in a pocketed clearing where the forest met mountain, was a village covered in the dense shroud of the wolf king.
It wasn't a physical shroud, but it was a weighted presence which was felt with every step. Every breath was laden with his thick presence. Any thought conceived came about with either his aid, or his watchful eye. I knew the village I saw was full of shifters.
The Moon Goddess let me know that each of them were under the True Alpha's command.
The swirling light of my vision changed, and I started to see the faces of the shifters who lived there. Most of them were plain, like any brother or sister shifter would be. You would never have known something
