The puppies

I could not believe that the causes of our suffering were due to a cruel experiment. The worst thing was that it was just the work of a manipulator who was willing to sacrifice someone from his own family. I wanted to cry, to scream, to throw objects in the air out of anger, because what I was reading was horrible. My life had been so complicated and drawn out because someone else had wanted it that way. I had suffered so much as a wolf; I was so sickly... I thought for so long that this was my problem.

-I thought it was my problem for so long, I thought it was my problem for so long. -Said Kalte, his eyes fixed on me.

“It's a bad joke, a tragedy.” I said and sobbed. I could not stop the tears from coming.

“Wolves are intelligent creatures, far too intelligent. In this world, nothing is random, so they make sure that their hierarchies remain intact.” Said Kalte patiently.

Now it all made sense to me, when for so long I had believed that my life was so bad through my own fault, beca