I may have been an owl, but my heart was a hummingbird, and it's wings beat frantically against the cage of my ribs as the forest disappeared beneath snowy wings. Dry updrafts carrying burned out leaves, shriveled by the first heatwave of the year, did not help with the comparison my mind was drawing with the sinking feeling of descending into hell. "Becky I don't know if I can do this." I linked the alpha wolf guiding me through the maelstrom of introducing myself to my pack. My pack? I was still wrapping my head around being a wolf, let alone being in possession of over a hundred of them. "Sure you can. You claimed them. Given their recent history, without your new leadership their pack will be decimated by the Elders." She didn't like them. I didn't like them. They didn't like me. They were dousing the back of my mind with death threats. What could go wrong? ... The Bind is the third novella revolving around Claire Menzies journey into a violent, seductive shadow world. A world where were creatures live alongside normies, and are governed by animal instinct and mystery.