Werewolves just can't survive in the modern world anymore. They've lived beside us for thousands of years, inhabitating nearby forests, most isolated from humans apart from the rare unfortunates that wander too close to their dens. But despite that distance, they're always eventually found out and killed off. Over the years more and more packs have been slaughtered by humans. Vincent Stone's pack is the most recent casualty. The only survivor, Vince escapes and hides in desperate, empty desolation, waiting for humans to discover and kill hum, sure that he is the last of his kind in existance. Until something else finds him first. Vincent is about to face the conflicts of his life that will force him to answer the question of what exactly it mean to be a monster, and what it means to be human.