"Being a werewolf is harder than it looks. Everyone thinks it's just morph at the full moon, kill, morph back. That's not true. It's a lot harder than that. Especially if you are seventeen years old."
Willow has the worst luck. First she has to deal with her narcissistic foster mother, Bella; then of course there's her horrid little sister Ivy; not to mention the pack of werewolves that belong to Bella. Now, they have to move and start a new school - again.
Just when Willow thinks things can't get any worse, Blake shows up from a council she never knew existed to name her leader of a pack she never knew existed. How was she supposed to teach a bunch of teenagers how to be wolves when she herself hated everything about her life?