Rose knows she's running on borrowed time. Tendrils of dark magic are twisting their way into Ljubljana's underbelly, her father's brethren out for her blood.
The Dark Ones are not only powerless to prevent Rose's title of Death incarnate from spreading through the community, but their struggle to maintain peace among the supes is spiraling down at a neck-breaking pace.
Since anybody who stands with the pack is guilty by association, the only choice the werewolves have left is to let their lethal nature surface.
Turning into what they had sworn not to become is, after all, a small price to pay to keep those they love from being executed.