Sylvester Logan James knows what it is to be haunted. His mother died giving him life. His father was butchered by a werewolf before his eyes; the night a full moon changed the world. He should've been too young for hate, but he grew old on its milk. He should've been too innocent for guilt, but it turned him to stone. There is no solace for a man in an unwinnable war. Sylvester has learned to live by the feud, brandishing his vendetta into the outlands of the occult. Now, his hatred has become a monster all its own; robbing him of conscience and conviction as surely as The Beast's bite. Options are scarce, and time is short, for Sylvester to salvage what remains of his fractured soul. It takes more than silver bullets to kill a werewolf.