I was a hybrid werewolf with a secret destiny shadowed by a prophecy the Ancient Guardians foretold. The same Ancient Guardians that had organised the annual Alpha summit Riley had been summoned to. Since Jackson's demon threat everyone was powered up on overtime at the gym. Train, sweat, repeat. Train, sweat, repeat. But all that rage-filled preparation wasn't enough. We were being targeted by something new, and it didn't stop there. The summit was proving to be my nemesis. Egotistical morons challenged me with threats to the one I loved, and I knew I couldn't endure a life without Riley. Besides all of that, there was one thing I was finally understanding about the supernatural. Nothing was as it seemed. Not even me.