The latest incident had happened the prior week when a car 'accidentally' swerved and almost hit Kowalski while he was taking a bicycle ride before work. Because of that, he had been labeled a Wolf lover and had had his share of conflicts with other humans. Karl Kowalski was one of the human police officers who worked directly with the terra indigene to minimize conflicts between humans and Others. Simon said, a little concerned about their focused attention on a human they knew fairly well. It was a soft growl, but the human suddenly scanned the area as if his little ears had caught the sound. Actually, they were watching the man who was riding on the road at an easy pace.īlair growled. 'synopsis' may belong to another edition of this title.Įager to join his friends for an early-morning run, Simon Wolfgard, leader of the Lakeside Courtyard, hurried toward the terra indigene Wolves who were using trees and shrubs for camouflage as they watched the paved road that looped the Courtyard. But Meg knows the dangers, for she has seen in the cards how it will all end-with her standing beside a grave.

With the humans on guard against one of their own, tensions rise, drawing the attention of the Elders, who are curious about the effect such an insignificant predator can have on a pack.

But all their efforts are threatened when Lieutenant Montgomery’s shady brother arrives, looking for a free ride and easy pickings. And the people within them now know to fear the no-man’s-land beyond their borders-and the darkness.Īs some communities struggle to rebuild, Lakeside Courtyard has emerged relatively unscathed, though Simon Wolfgard, its wolf shifter leader, and blood prophet Meg Corbyn must work with the human pack to maintain the fragile peace.

Anne Bishop returns to her world of the Others, as humans struggle to survive in the shadow of shapeshifters and vampires far more powerful than themselves.Īfter a human uprising was brutally put down by the Elders-a primitive and lethal form of the Others-the few cities left under human control are far-flung.

Etched in bone by anne bishop