Amelia emerges from the fragments of her shattered reality, propelled from the comforts of her life into bloodshed and mystery that awaits to sink its teeth into her; draining her dry. The quiet wolf attached to her quickly becomes not only a lover but also her saving grace. *** Lycanthropes revealed their existence 𝘉𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘊𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘵 in the hopes for a tranquil life among humans in the early stages of the earth's life. Most humans have claimed to have witnessed the transformation of said creature, the being shifting when the moon rose full and large, then appearing human once daylight broke over the horizon. Blindly, humans act on irrational fear, the revolution bringing forth the inner veils of all creatures alike. They drowned in their terror of what these monsters were capable of- unbeknownst to them the power they possessed from the moon. Blood began to taint the grim hands of humans, their slaughter an attempt to reclaim their order. At that moment, the seed of a century-year war was then planted. It grew taller with each drop of hatred, enticing its growth. The fight between beast and man waged on for years, with death, loss, and bloodshed coating the timeline of history. Eventually, it all became unbearable as all forms of leaders banded together to end the forsaken crisis; but not without a price. Centuries passed with the agreement complied and followed by all who knew of its creation, as time elapsed, the knowledge of its existence was slowly forgotten by humans: never to be spoken of- until it was broken. _______ copyright © 2017-2018 by J.L Weaver all rights reserved ®