Damien Stark walked into my tent with his girlfriend, and all hell broke loose.

I was only pretending to be a psychic at the school carnival, but there was nothing fake about my premonition of danger and doom. Now his girlfriend is dead, and Damien is acting very strange. They were attacked by a wolf, and he's starting to seem just as feral and untamed.

The things I'm thinking are impossible, but another full moon is coming soon.

Previously titled The Other Side of Midnight