The wolves of Crescent Valley are hungry for blood, and I might just be their next meal.

It was supposed to be an easy job, especially for a fox shifter. Or so I thought.

My assignment was simple: go undercover, gather intel, report back.

Instead, I found myself in much deeper with the wolves of Crescent Valley than I’d ever imagined.

For fox sake, what did I get myself into?


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