Azalee Wilder was human. Ezekiel Walters was not. Azalee lived her life sliding by under the radar. She studied, she got good grades, she was a shoe in for Yale. One night her best friend, Stella, talked her into sneaking out and going to a club in Chicago. From then on out her life..would never be the same. Louis St Claire is crazy, a lone wolf with no claim to a pack he abides by no laws. So when he smells Azalee when she walks into the Underground its a no brainer for him who his dinner is coming from. But he fails to kill the girl and Ezekiel in turn is forced to turn her. Azalee Wilder is now royally screwed. Not being able to keep down the minimal amount of blood that new werewolves need to survive is causing a toll on Azalees body. She vomits what she manages to ingest and is slowly dying despite the fact of Ezekiel changing her. In the end, it is up to her Maker and Alpha, Ezekiel, the crazy rogue with no family, who started the whole mess, and her best friend to find out what is wrong with Azalee and fix it before its too late.