I'm good at what I do. I was recruited to kill something the ordinary individual wouldn't even admit existed, and I want to reiterate: I am incredibly good at what I do. My name is Aris Shepard, I'm the sniper working for Squad 17. We're the elite group of FBI hunters, employed to keep you safe from the things you thought were just legend or myth. Like, say... werewolves. So, really, it wasn't my fault when I met Mason Beckett, and something inside me changed. This wasn't how I intended my life to turn out: caught between my loyalty to my family, and whatever it is I felt for Mason. How exactly do you choose between those you love, and those you could love? Oh, right. Did I mention Mason is a werewolf?