A shocked gasp filled the room as Henry’s words sank in. Luna Lora’s face went pale, her hand covering her mouth in horror. “What?” she whispered, her voice breaking. “Are you saying that these women were forced to be nothing more than... breeders for powerful Alphas?”
Henry nodded gravely. “Yes. The blessed she-wolves were seen as breeding stock to create an unstoppable army. It was a dark and twisted plan to ensure that they could always have their natural weapons. That’s why many of these women chose to run away, or worse... end their own lives or of their pups to escape that fate.”
Azriel clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white as the pieces of the puzzle finally clicked into place. “This... this is what Alpha Tronel wanted all along,” he muttered, his eyes darkening with fury
