All know the curse of the werewolves is an old one, but few know or understand exactly how ancient the legend is... The women of the temples taunted him, tempting him with their insolence, safe in the knowledge they remained protected by their service to the Gods. But why should a man of his standing be denied their company? Drawn to the temple of Hecate, Ophion dares to breach the temple in search of a woman, despite warnings from friends. What could go wrong? He knows the way in and out, and no woman would ever think to tell him no, not when his family would always protect him. Except these women belong to Hecate, and this Goddess protects her own, no matter what Ophion may believe. When you anger a Goddess, there is always a price to pay, a curse carried in the blood and no one has the right to harm those who serve her.