Thirty and single? Well, getcha ass to the Gathering Wait... what? Rebecca Twynham hates nature, loves a juicy steak, is not Marked, and thinks wolves come in one form: on four feet and with fur. So when she's hauled to the annual werewolf Gathering by this scary as hell magical vortex, she's pretty surprised to find out werewolves are real. With that new knowledge, she finds she still hates nature, she'd love a juicy steak, and maybe-she...