It’s good when you are the heiress of the dukedom. It’s bad if your sisters want to leave you penniless. It’s good when you have a lover, around whom no intrigue is scary. It’s bad if the Beast is hunting you. The werewolf of the Protected Lands, with whom you are bound by word and frightening ritual. Wherever I am, he follows me on my heels… It seems that I have no chance to avoid this meeting…