When a powerful vampire approaches me with an irresistible offer, I know I'm doing a very bad thing by accepting it. I accept it anyway. And now? Well, now he owns me. I don't make deals with vampires. I hunt them. But the life of someone I love depends on that terrible decision, and I go willingly into the darkness to save him. I can only hope that darkness doesn't devour me. Speaking of darkness, I'm handed a job that should be simple--hunt a rabid wolf, and bring him back alive. The hunting part is easy. The alive part? Not so much. He's going to fight me. But a magical infection is making the rounds after three hundred years of lying dormant, and unfortunately I'm just nonhuman enough to catch it--and even more unfortunately, it's the wolf who infects me. Which means I want to do things to him that don't involve handing him over to the man who hired me to hunt him. I'm caught between a vampire who wants to use me and a wolf who wants to destroy me, and believe me--it's not nearly as fun as it sounds.