I wouldn't let anyone possess me, except the wolf I loved. I might have told Bob McKenzie the truth from the start, but I needed him to see me as something more than a problematic Vazquez, the town’s rubber-glove-wearing oddball with the spooky powers, or even as his friend. I wanted Bob to see the woman who loved him and hoped he loved her back. Now, I’ve got myself possessed by a troublesome spirit. I risk losing Bob forever. Or can I do what Bob asks me, no matter the cost?