It looks like my past is coming back to bite me.

On the surface, things look pretty damn good. I have a great pack around me, Castor’s happier than he’s ever been, and something’s building between Elijah and me. Beneath that is the looming threat of my past. Someone knows who I really am, and possibly what I became.

Of course, the play must go on, which brings us to my next client. A jaguar guardian has hired Elijah and me to find a clay pot. It sounds pretty simple. After all, what can a clay plot possibly do?

End the world as we know it. That’s what.

Nothing’s ever as simple as it seems. I must try and juggle my new life, the fate of the world, and my past, all while making sure no one else gets hurt. It’s a good thing I’m a badass, else I might break a sweat.