The rogues have terrorised all the packs, killed as many female weres as they could in their quest to claim all the pack lands for themselves. During the past eight to ten years some packs have completely dissapeared while in a few, things where almost normal. In a unified force, the remaining weres banded together against the rogues, killing every single rogue. Now the were comunities have to be rebuilt, and the weres are looking to three alhas to help them re-learn their proud herritage and build up their packs. This is the story of a pack of seven brothers and their quest.

I am the man who you met at the party. The one you talked with, laughed with, the man you went home with. I am the man you chatted with all night on your couch, the man who didn't touch you.