Werewolves live in my world. Few people know about this, but, unfortunately, I know this fact. And not only is it known - I am on a journey, the end point of which is the house of the head of the Wolf clan. Alas, this is not an excursion or a journey. Rather, the finale of my short life, similar to a fairy tale... A terrible one, admittedly, and with a deliberately lousy ending, but in general, a fairy tale, no matter how you look at it. About a gray werewolf named Viho and a girl who was very unlucky to like him...