Wolf Bane

There wasn't a werewolf in my bed when I woke up this morning. Which was a change I did not appreciate.Ever since Ethan started working for the not-very-shadowy group trying to bring some sort of cohesion to the werewolf and shifter groups the world over, he'd been gone more than he'd been home. And I tried to be cool about it. Really! But... well, it sucks.What's even worse? There's some sickness going around the were and shifter communities. Weres and shifters are getting sick, going feral, dying... And all signs point to it being a targeted attack on the infected. Someone trying to cull pack members. Someone trying to revive Garrow's plans to make stronger, better, more pure weres. Either my worst nightmare was coming true and the monster that made me was back... or he wasn't the only one willing to use innocent blood to create their idea of perfection. When Meredith was in elementary school, they discovered two things: they hated sportsball and they love writing. Thanks to a teacher who decided the ideal punishment for refusing to play sportsball during the hot Texas afternoon was to make Meredith write, they discovered a lifelong love.Meredith lives way too far out west with their kid, partner, and cats who have never forgotten they were once worshipped as gods. They can be found online at:www.facebook.com/meredithspillowfortorwww.meredithspies-author.com