Introduction

There is no greater way to write a book than to write it in the manner it wants to be written. You may feel the need to cultivate a story with a good ending and still end up messing around with the plot as the story unfolds. It was not until I realized that there was a way to tell a story without actually paying reference to the cause that I first thought seriously of writing this story. Three items of my experience combined to make me become aware of the presence of a life form that moves freely in the dark without being noticed. Before I begin this story, I must pay some respect to three wonderful women in my life that has shaped the existence of this story. I honor Leah Fisher for her undying contribution and unmatched love. I honor Rooman Tariq for her constant reminders and unending praise. Finally, I honor Lyv Aiken for her professionalism and years of creative experience. Without their help, this story would have been nothing more than a mere fabric of someone’s imagination.

QUICK FACT: All locations, events, religious organizations and murders in this story are real. In 1264, a religious group with a mandate to serve as protectors of the cultures and traditions of werewolves was formed in the outskirts of Sweden. It was later divided into different sects and brotherhoods. For cultural preservation and security of this group, the name of this organization has been renamed in this book.