Does it still count as a reclamation when you are the one who entraps yourself into the wolf's hunting grounds?
Unaware of the true nature of the outskirts, 19 years old Marlise decides to accompany her aunt who lives in their camping home, this time, to satisfy her deepest fantasies. Yet, what was supposed to be a wild life kind of adventure turns into a uncover of beings you see fit to exist only in books and on screen.
A pack of warewolves and their impaled Alpha.
But has he always been a cripple or are there more woes in question than the ones only heard when dusk has enveloped the darkening sky? Like another in particular, love is a verb an action done, but is there any harm in falling for the forbidden?