The Wolf King Knelt at My Feet and Coughed up Blood

She was once the humblest wolf-free descendant of the wolf clan. She was exiled by her destiny partner and was trampled into hell by her sister. On the night of the blood moon in the ashes wasteland, when she was about to die, she awakened the white wolf that had been sleeping for twenty years - the silver pattern healer who had not been seen in a century, and this was how she was born. The wild wolf surrenders, his broken bones are reborn, and wherever the silver light reaches, human flesh and bones are transformed into life and death. And the man who told her "You're not worthy" in the temple began to vomit blood every day after tearing up his partner's contract - the pain of being backlashed by the moon god was just the first debt he had to pay. Three months later, he knelt outside her valley and begged for a potion. She stepped on his cloak with her bare feet, lowered her head and only asked: "You stepped on my herb." From an abandoned daughter to a lord, from a wolfless woman to the master of Tears of the Moon God - she said, it's not worth hating you. My life is so good that I have no time to look back.