They hunt shifters like me. With good reason. I'm a threat to everyone. Even myself. My bear has gone feral. It's lost control. Sometimes fate can be cruel. Sometimes it makes us wait too long for our mate.…
The Butcher. My nickname isn’t really a nickname. It’s a calling. An identity that I was born with, and one that’s as much a part of me as my heart or my liver. I’m violent, remorseless, and I delight…
