The meeting of a meek book lover and a strikingly handsome werewolf leads to an unexpected turn of events. With a menacing growl, the werewolf issues a warning, "Cross me at your peril." What began as a mundane quest for vengeance turns the unassuming bookworm into an enchanting and irresistible incubus. The incubus toys mischievously with the werewolf and quips, "You're just who I needed, little pup."