Zev Nightfall has a secret. For two years, he's been the beta in a loosely knitted werewolf pack, but he's not a werewolf. He's a crossbreed, part wolf, part fae, which is a death sentence in most packs. That's not his only problem. One night he meets Otis, a vampire. Shifters and vampires aren't friends, yet fighting is the last thing on Zev's mind.
Otis Miller is in the middle of rebuilding his rockstar persona. Again. A hundred years ago, all he had to do was to move when people started noticing him not ageing. With cameras and social media, it doesn't work anymore, and he isn't sure he has the energy to start over. Then there is the shifter coming to the bar where he's singing. He makes Otis want to jump off the stage and never look back.
Zev knows he shouldn't get involved with a vampire; he has enough problems as it is. But Otis is alone and vulnerable, and it tugs at Zev's heartstrings. Normally, Otis stays away from other supernatural beings, but something about Zev makes him want to curl up on his lap and forget about the world around them. But how would two people from enemy species make things work, and will Zev's pack ever accept not only a crossbreed but a vampire as well?