She was going to be a doctor.

She had it alllll planned out. She'd even completed medical school and was doing her residency. And then It Happened.

The police determined that it had been self-defense. Still, you stab a fellow resident to death at a house party and people *talk*. And then the cravings made themselves known. It had been self-defense, but oh... she'd enjoyed it.

So she traveled. And traveled. She found Hathian, and then she found love and lost it. And then she left again, and traveled again. She found love once more--her Gunn. Her right hand. The Von Schwarzburg family was modern-day royalty. Technically there were no Princes of Schwarzburg anymore, but that did not mean that the family's wealth, influence, or reach had truly declined. It had merely transformed. Where there had been a Prince once was now the CEO and after the death of her much-beloved Father-in-Law, that was now her beloved husband.

Her Gunn had adopted her two daughters from previous relationships and recently given her a son. Her precious Baron. He had given her proper hunting grounds where she could slake her cravings in the absence of a proper constabulary. But buisness called. They needed to remain in the United States for the time being, and that meant Hathian, where one could still hunt uninterrupted and still make those video calls.

Now it was time to find the friends who could make use of her hunger. She'd learned last time she was here to be careful whose hunting ground she used.