An old, damaged wolf she is moved from her "home" in Florida, relocated to the mountainous reserve in Montana. There she meets Bran, The Marrok, ruler of the American Wolves. Forced to join a pack of dangerous wolves, she struggles to find solace and heal. With her past haunting her at every turn and new enemies rising with world-shattering revelations, Athena struggles to breathe.

He was winter and she was spring and where they collided—gods, help the realms—it was a burst of fall. It was pumpkin spice on their tongues and a warm blanket inching up their thighs from their tippy toes. It was scorching, new leaves and crumpled old ones returning to the orange & yellows of calm. It was a chilly breeze cooling cheeks as the sun cascaded a waterfall of light.