Blood radicalized me, love tamed me.
Before the war I was a mother. Before the war I was a wife. I cooked, I cleaned, I laughed, I had friends. Now I help man the wall separating the Combined Human States from the Federal Nation of Therianthropes. I keep the animals out of human lands. Before the war I'd never shot a gun. Now I have so much blood on my hands the shifters call me Death.
I, Alexia Williams, never imagined I'd hold a conversation with a shapeshifter, but Andor Olavson snuck into my life with a simple request: help him find missing shifters on my side of the wall. Now I'm realizing there's a lot more going on at Castor Labs than most people realize. I've also come to think of Andor as a friend. My life used to be so easy, black and white. Now the grays are blurring the lines between friend and foe, and I don't know if I can ever go back to seeing shapeshifters as the enemy.
Autorentext
Missy Jane is a romance author from Texas who loves all things paranormal.