My name is Emmanuelle Du Verdier. I was born in Camargue, France, in 1873. In 1894, while visiting Paris with my mother, I met Blair Bineau, a handsome man who seduced me and turned me into a Werewolf. Not just any Werewolf, but one of the powerful Golden Ones. Since then, I've been hunted by mundane Werewolves who fear my kind. Over a century later, while in Lubbock, Texas, I met Rashid Robillard, a handsome Haitian-American Muslim cop who saved me from my enemies. We are on the run from both cops and Wolf-Men. Oh, and there's also a lot of people rising from the dead and devouring their neighbors. That's right, I am a Werewolf staring down the Zombie Apocalypse. As if my seemingly eternal life weren't complex enough. Wish me luck, I am going to need it.