Monica Findlay
Apparently, werewolves are real. So are Huntsmen. They hate each other, and my sweet, seemingly ordinary grandmother spent the last forty years keeping them from tearing each other apart.
Oh, and Grandma might have been murdered.
Now I'm the new Keeper, responsible for maintaining an ancient peace between two factions who would rather kill each other than sit down and have a civilized conversation.
There's just one small problem.
I have absolutely no idea what I'm doing.
The infuriating Huntsman claims the wolves murdered Grandma, but I'm beginning to suspect he knows more than he's admitting. Meanwhile, a dangerously attractive werewolf insists his kind is innocent, and neither man seems particularly interested in leaving me alone.
As I uncover Grandma's secrets, I discover that keeping the peace is going to require more than stopping a few fights. Someone is deliberately trying to destroy the agreement between humans and werewolves, and I'm apparently the only person who can stop them.
Unfortunately, being the Keeper means I can't take sides.
Nobody said anything about falling in love with both of them.
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