“Let’s begin with the different kinds of packs,” I suggested.

            “I think it is better if I tell you the history on how these Shapeshifters came to find their abode in Moonburn, Washington first.” I nodded my head and noticed Hades trying to lick my hand.

            We passed to a place I had only seen today in my life: a sea of red grass swaying to every movement of the wind. The sound of male fighting with bare chests and females kicking and grunting reverberating in the scarlet field.

            “The women you are seeing now are werewolves too. Though, as if the Trinity Goddess have reserved them only as warriors,...