Chapter One, Part One:
Being a were-wolf gives a whole new meaning to the phrase “that time of the month.” Because when it’s that time of the month for a female were-wolf, you don’t have to “just” worry about PMS or cramps, you have to worry about things getting hairy.
Of course all were-wolves are female. There are no male were-wolves, and all the books and movies that say so are wrong. It has to do with the moon, and the tides, and the female energy, and finally with the X chromosome. And it’s not a curse, in fact it was originally a blessing given by Luna to her priestesses. It was called being Moonkissed, which is what the older were-wolves like to be called. That or “The descendants of the priestesses of Luna.”
Then it was passed down from mother to daughter through the ages until today. So here I am, Amanda McKenna, one of the Moonkissed living in the greater Washington DC area, oh, and I am a Detective. Yes, I’ve heard all the jokes about taking a “bite” out of crime and sniffing out the clues. My cousin and partner, Derek Cartwright, won’t let a day go by without some wise crack or other. He’s just jealous because he’s normal. Which also gives a different meaning to the word “Bitch” or maybe not.