Cartomancer's Guide to Werewolves

Never trust a werewolf.

I'm the weakest cartomancer who ever lived, but I can use Tarot cards to work magic. Most days. That makes me the natural prey of the Soldiers of the Light, the jumped-up werewolves who police the magic community. They've hunted cartomancers for centuries because of some stupid ancient feud.

Never speak to a werewolf.

I'm helping the local vampires track a rogue that's menacing our little town when I knock a handsome stranger off his motorbike. He's badly hurt but refuses medical help. So I take Mr. Tall, Dark, and Suspicious home-and find out he's a Soldier. Because that's just the kind of day I'm having.

Never, under any circumstances, fall in love with a werewolf.

He's my sworn enemy, but sparks fly between us. Now I have a monster to catch and a town to save, all while guarding my secret-and my heart-from a man who would kill me without a second thought if he knew the truth.