The reason that Jemma Aorla exists is to crave blood. It's a sadistic and elemental need that has consumed her for centuries, and time and time again she has willingly given in. When Jem returns to the town that she was turned in, she finds out that the place isn't just crawling with vampires-Crispin now has a whole pack of werewolves. When Brogan Lucas, the soon to be alpha and the one person that pisses Jem off the most, turns out to be her mate, she refuses to acknowledge their undeniably passionate and undeniably wrong bond, inciting a blood fued between the were's and vamp's. Can Jem finally accept her feelings for Brogan or will the whole town suffer the consequences?