Novah Jean has awoken on her 18th birthday, she can already hear her mother downstairs giving housemaids orders left and right, everything had to be perfect, or it was unacceptable. She rubbed her eyes, trying to forget the nightmare she had, after years of the same dream she knew it wasn't hers. In normal society things like werewolves would frighten the mind, or cause more disbelief. But Novah had become accustomed to the folklore as a pup, growing up in the Selenite Sanctum clan, in a small town in Minnesota, she only knew those werewolves and "monsters" as her kin. She brushed away the sight of Skol and Hati chasing the moon and sun, bringing destruction upon the world. Finally, the time had come, it was suppose to be the most important day of her life, as her mother says, tonight she will meet her wolf, and if the goddess so wishes it, her mate as well.