Chapter 53. An Angel?

"Have you ever told the tribes about this?"

"Two centuries ago, when a boy was born with different characteristics from his tribe, I tried to tell them, but they prefer to believe that I am really the moon and not the light that energizes the werewolves, and that the child who was born different was the result of my romance with one of you. The story becomes less... Darker. It becomes more romantic."

"Why did you get involved? Why didn't you let them think whatever they wanted about the child?"

"Because the child was born with all the aspects of the other god I told you about, and I needed to know if he wouldn't pose a danger to the tribe."

Cybele stood up.

"You and those other gods you spoke of have cursed thousands of people, and yet you believe you should be worshipped and respected. You have done nothing for the tribes. You exist because of them."

The moon also stood up.