An Asian myth tells of red strings that connect people fated to fall in love, meet, or have an impact on each other. I can see them. Werewolves come from far and wide to visit and find their soulmates, their one true love, but it doesn't always end up the way they plan. I bring hearts together, but I also break the hearts of those whose mates have died... and that's why I'll never accept my mate. It would only hurt one of us in the end.