My Sister Stole My Howl and My Alpha

"On full-moon nights, my throat still oozes blood - that is the 'hickey' torn by the hands of my loved ones." They took away my wolf howl, but they didn't know that the silent mother wolf is the most dangerous. When I crawled back from the abyss with my broken vocal cords, I saw my fake sister crowning me with my war song - She wore my scars, my crown, and even imitated the trembling arc. "Dear sister..." "You said that when my claws scratched your throat -" "What kind of beautiful begging for mercy would you sing?"