Avery longs for the feeling of home and safety to surround her once more, but fears the years of warmth and belonging are far behind her, first replaced by fear and abuse, then by self imposed isolation. She does her best to stay afloat and under the radar, completely unconnected and unsure where to turn. She remembers stories from childhood regarding mates, but has no hope of finding her own. With only her wolf Alice as a constant companion, will she find her way home? Does home still exist for her in any way?