On her 18th birthday, Savia gets her wolf, just like any other werewolf. There's just one problem... Savia doesn't know she's a shifter! She was raised by humans. She doesn't even know werewolfs are real. So what happens when she stumbles into this world?

The captain of The Black Baroness always knew it was bad luck to have a lady on board. It was cursed after all. He was always so careful about who he let in his crew, certain that his choices would keep him and his mateys safe. They never even took the barmaids aboard to bed them. However, pirate rules never really mattered to Cryss. She just wants to find a way to get revenge on a man who killed her family when she was small. When she sees The Black Baroness unattended, well, she takes her chance to find him and stows away.

The Moon Elves can live to be 700 years old and become adults when they announce they are one, usually around their 100th birthday. Living in the Forgotten Shadowlands, the tribe thrives in darkness, able to see in the pitch blackness of the forests while not being blinded by the strings of lights lining the edges of their community. All moon elves seem to have a distinct distrust of any creature that is not of their kind, all of them, except Nobi, a young elf of 63 years and full of desire for an adventure. Along he travels she meets others sharing her desire and so it begins.

When Selene, the Goddess of all were creatures, encounters a threat to her safety, she reincarnates into one of her creatures; a werewolf girl named Oiana (oi-ahna). Oiana woke up in the barn loft. It wasn't a place she slept often but she loved the smell and closeness of the animals. She always felt compelled by them and found peace in their presence. It was so much better than the loneliness she felt in the pack house. No one understood her and she felt that the animals truly could and that, in some way, she could understand them. She climbed down from the loft and almost immediately had a chicken swoop onto her shoulder, clucking without a care in the world. "Well hello to you, too." She smiled and then pet the brown bird with her hand. "I'll give you all some mealworms with your grain today since you asked so very nicely." She cooed lovingly. "What a weirdo." She heard someone scoff from the barn doors. "Always talking to these animals. I guess that's because you are one." A thin girl with long blonde hair and piercing green eyes strode up to her. She was full of unearned confidence. She looked so smug as she plucked a piece of hay out of Oiana's hair and flicked it aside, "I mean, you're already sleeping like one." She tilted her head to the side and smirked with half of her mouth. "What do you want, Lydia?" Oiana sighed and rolled her eyes. "Oh, me? Nothing, no. It was Silas who wants you. I was simply being helpful and offered to go and 'fetch' his little 'pet'." She spoke the last four words with disgust as she studied the nails on her right hand, left hand crossed over her chest and resting in the crook of her other arm. "You better hurry little mutt, he didn't sound happy that he couldn't find you." She put her right arm down and walked away, shooting one last 'better-than-you' grin toward Oiana before she went out of sight.