Author's Point of view

The city had never been a place of stillness. It was a place that lived on the tides of movement, on the shift of power both seen and unseen. But lately, there was an unease settling into its bones, one that stretched far beyond the usual dance of politics and commerce.

The lines between the human world and the supernatural had always been clearly drawn, the demarcations blurred only when absolutely necessary. Now, those lines were slowly turning into fractures, cracks deepening beneath the surface of werewolf society and threatening to destroy everything Marcus Steele had been fighting for and the worst part? The resistance wasn't...