When the war started. We helped. We fought. Soon the humans were gone. Wiped out by us. But not before making a weapon that doomed us long after they disappeared. They invented 'Pithrax'. It killed most of us. The few that survived were hunted down, taken control of, passed around like property. Now we run, hiding in the shadows, the idea of getting caught is our own real nightmare. They took my Mum. They stole my sister. Now I run alone. I am Cecil. And I'm the last female. ****************** *WARNING: this story is based on a very animalistic future. The characters in this book are more wolf than human and act as such. This is an EROTIC SHIFTER NOVEL. So it has; mature, sexual, dark elementals and language*