Keep me warm inside our bed

Hecate knew a few things for sure and one of them was what was wrong. Everything was wrong but Jezebel had a suspicion that this woman wouldn't accept 'everything' as an answer so she tried to figure out how to word it. "M-my si-sibl-siblings are h-h-hun-hunting me." The words were stuttered out as tears started to form in her eyes. Hecate just wanted to be friends with her siblings but the cruel wolves wouldn't have it and through the year of torment, this is what Hecate Jezebel Lilit had become. Nothing. She knew that this moment was the moment that most would cast her out and turn her away to get her as far away from their lands as possible. They didn't need someone like her who was not only useless but being hunter as well.

The last thing anyone needed was an emotionally unstable wolf.