Summary:

He saw the eyes first. Two glowing spheres of turquoise blinked an arm's length away. Something like a wolf stood before him—if wolves were the size of moose with thick pelts of sandy fur. The beast favored its hind legs more, resting the majority of its weight onto them. It was still as a statue, its attention fixed solely on him. In the winter of 1923, Shane Hollander is unknowingly courted by a werewolf.