I am a paramedic. It’s the core of my being. It goes deeper than the adrenaline rush of life-or-death call. Every shift lets me end the day with the knowledge that yes, I helped someone today.
Except I can’t help anyone when people are shooting at me!
Slade Hutchson, that rabble-rousing son of bitch, is back in the city with a new job: supernatural correspondent for a local TV station. A position he’s using to poison the entire city against me. And if that’s not enough: the spirits of the land are waking up pissed, Cliff is panicking about joining the pack, and Oh! I’m fey oath bound to get married! This is really not the time poke this werewolf with a stick.
But that’s exactly what Slade’s slander is doing. If I can’t figure out how to cut through his lies, then my pack and I will be run out of town with torches, pitchforks, and assault rifles loaded with silver bullets.
It’s gonna be a blood moon alright.
I am a paramedic. It’s the core of my being. It goes deeper than the adrenaline rush of life-or-death call. Every shift lets me end the day with the knowledge that yes, I helped someone today.
Except I can’t help anyone when people are shooting at me!
Slade Hutchson, that rabble-rousing son of bitch, is back in the city with a new job: supernatural correspondent for a local TV station. A position he’s using to poison the entire city against me. And if that’s not enough: the spirits of the land are waking up pissed, Cliff is panicking about joining the pack, and Oh! I’m fey oath bound to get married! This is really not the time poke this werewolf with a stick.
But that’s exactly what Slade’s slander is doing. If I can’t figure out how to cut through his lies, then my pack and I will be run out of town with torches, pitchforks, and assault rifles loaded with silver bullets.
It’s gonna be a blood moon alright.