The North

The time when wolf shifters could roam the land freely has ended. The world is changing swiftly around us. With the human population slowly growing, we have to sink deeper into the ever shrinking wilderness. Something else hunts us in the shadows too; strange new creatures that drink blood in the night. Demons thought to have disappeared centuries ago. My pack has seen too much of death. Our sanctuary comes in the form of Hati Hróðvitnisson. He's willing to take us in as he has many a pack; if I don't endanger everyone with the very blood that runs through my veins. . . . . .because the prophecies of Gods and monsters may be alive in more than just the stories after all.