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.