No one really knows how werewolves came to be.
Even the beast themselves struggle to place their origins- often likening their roots to the moon. Many worship deities from the tales they have heard, passed down through tongue and pen. Selene, Artemis, Hecate- many names they have sung with their praises. Some pray to the moon itself.
There are those who no longer offer their praise.
Some say it’s a curse, some say evolution- all have some kind of tale.
But how did such creatures ever come to be? How were they blessed with mates? Is there any truth in any of those tales of old?
I’ll tell you the real story. You can trust my word, for I am the moon and I have seen it all.
This is a story of great love, loss, sacrifice and compassion.
This is the story of the fall of Selene.