Brian grew up knowing one thing about his father: that he hated him. Abandoned before he was even born, Brian resents his mother's nostalgic yearning for the man that disappeared from her life.
But what Brian believes he knows is about to be thrown into chaos when he learns that his father's disappearance was caused by his death--a violent one at the hands of an unknown foe. Even more shocking, Brian discovers he's heir to his father's singular legacy--he is a werewolf, born into a tribe of shapeshifters who call upon the powers of ancient heroes. Soon, Brian finds himself drafted into a war he scarcely understands....
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Moon-Singer led the way into the woods by the road. He stopped every once in awhile and sniffed the air. As a wolf, the forest was full of smells from everyone who had passed by, but there was distinctive stench … Continue reading
“What’s going on here?” Clever-Hooves said, putting a hand on my shoulder. I sat down and took a deep breath. “Nothing,” I said. “This faery came and sat at our table,” Marilyn said. “Do you know her, Clever-Hooves?” “Haha, that’s … Continue reading
Over the next week, I slowly got used to the routine of things around the ætt. Moon-Singer taught me as much as he could in the time he had set aside for classes, and I spent a good deal of … Continue reading
Marilyn opened her mouth first. “But how can you–” “Fine,” Valerie interjected. “But if you’re unprepared, you’re the one who pays the price. Remember my words if you end up lying in your own gore before a Vandal.” “Valerie!” Marilyn … Continue reading