August Barrows was 18 when our pack leader left his pack with the injustice of unpaid taxes owed to The Council. Suddenly secrets were untangled from the dark depths it came from, twisting into a new problem among the others the pack had to face. My pack was on the brink of crumbling against the vile attacks it was given and it was up to me to keep it together. This is the story of how we all lived.