Lilith Daughtler and her six-year-old brother West had been living on the run for as long as West could remember. They were constantly fleeing from hunters who were after them for a secret that they were desperate to keep hidden-the fact that West was unique. There was something about her brother's abilities that drove people to the brink of madness. They coveted the things they thought they could achieve with this impressionable little boy in their grasp. For years, they had been living in the wilderness, sleeping under the stars in caves and abandoned cabins. They had never stayed in one place for too long, always on the move to avoid detection. Despite everything, they felt relatively safe. However, Lilith couldn't shake the sense of foreboding that constantly plagued her mind, fueled by thoughts of "what if." It wasn't until the pair of siblings stumbled right into the heart of werewolf lands that the sense of security that began to grow within her shattered like glass. How was Lilith supposed to keep her brother safe from all of these threats? Could the Werewolves end up being the saving grace she didn't know she needed?