He scoured the night sky, black-tipped wings wide as a dark shadow, haloing the world beneath. The city's rooftops glared silently back, all stone-grey and immaculate. He smiled, like death, as he could feel it in the air. The wind shifted like ice, cool beneath his wings. Deep within his loins, burned a fiery hunger. It was time to feed. WELCOME BACK. TO WOLVENPRAIRE. In order to escape the tyranny of the vampires raiding their town, Ayora-Peyton's biological mother calls elder woodruff in order to take her back to the safe haven that is-Wolvenpraire; for mysterious reasons however she refuses to join her daughter. However the vampires-namely Dimitri-is somehow still alive and he wants revenge on Raphael for the murder of his sister Victoria. Their aim is to take Wolvenpraire for themselves-along with all the unblossomed. The only way to do that is through the creation of a new kind of shapeshifter-the Ravenfolk...and Peyton Clarke.