My name is Alexia Williams. In my world, North America is divided between north and southbut not the way its taught in the history books. After losing my family to the shifters, I joined the Combined Human States Army. Now I find myself on the front lines, defending the wall between my species and theirs. My mission is simple: keep the animals on their side by whatever means necessaryand Im good at it. I dont talk to them. I dont sympathize with them. I sure as hell dont admire themuntil one saves my life. Andor isnt like any shifter Ive ever met. Hes a three-hundred-year-old golden eagle asking for help finding missing shifters who may be in my lands. I just have to decide between helping the animals or ignoring signs that my fellow humans arent what I thought they were. But how can I help a species I hate and fear? Even if Andor makes me feel alive again? In the land of the shiftersthey call me Death.