Life's been pretty rough lately. Sure, I'm a registered weapon of mass destruction and people try not to make eye contact with me after The Incident, but so long as I stay near my office in Chinatown Honolulu it's never bothered me too much. Normally, I'd just bury myself in work. That was until my last hukihuki—some call it Hawaiian sorcery—investigation got me injured on the job and my reputation burnt to a crisp. Now most days I sit in my office with just my whiskey to keep me company. That is until two werewolves walk in asking for help. Colin and Evan Broden along with their whole family are fresh off the plane immigrants to the Kingdom of Hawaii, they shouldn't have any enemies, yet Colin's little girl Lila is sick with a hukihuki ailment sent against their family. Nothing much about this case makes any sense and it's only getting more complicated by the day. It's also not helping that Evan Broden, with his cutting remarks and...

I've worked hard for everything I've built in my life. Thriving was my victory against all those who wanted to see me as ash on the solar winds. Now, I'm one of the most feared and respected smugglers in the known galaxy. The Ferryman. I've lived successfully in the shadows for years because of two rules: transport nothing living, and I'll kill you if you betray me. I always knew this life would be a short one, but I thought that maybe I'd have a chance. Only a few people know the Ferryman is a woman—much less what I or my ship look like. But all good things come to an end. I just won't let it be mine. Seems the Imperial Union got tired of their regular police force constantly failing to catch me. The Mea Lupus, the wolf shifters created by the gods Menrva & Caesar, have stepped in and are coming for me. They've sent their best bloodhound pack. If that wasn't bad enough this pack is a Contubernium—how...