In her dreams they come. The harbingers of her death: a Judas, a wolf, and a lamb. They find her. They hunt her. They kill her.

For months, Onyx Bay has woken with the distinct awareness that she is one day closer to meeting her own grim destiny at the hands of Madam May's prophecy personified. Yet each day, she carries on as if life is nothing but normal. Well, as "normal" as being part of a supernatural, element controlling, living tattoo wearing Order can be. She has quickly become a model employee at a local art gallery. She
attends weekly training sessions with her Protector, Talos, as well as family dinners with the rest of the Order. Even her best friend, Angel, has welcomed Onyx and the Gemmies into her home. Life has calmed and finally advances at a happy, steady pace.

But prophecies are a tricky thing. They don't go away because life has become comfortable. The months of peaceful normalcy are coming to an end. There is a wolf on the prowl and it's coming for Onyx. And there isn't a tattoo in existence that can save her from its fiery jowls.