You're half human, half fae. Your mother is a mortal girl, but you don't know your father. All your life you've had to hide from the fae of the Winter King, who wanted to kill you because of some prophecy. But you, along with your older brother. You moved from country to country. My appearance, names, documents. Anyway, I did everything I could to keep the damn faeries from finding you and your brother.

One evening, you're walking down an abandoned street in an old village in Alaska. Somewhere, far away in the forest, faint screams are heard, and you frown and go to help. At the edge of the forest, a handsome man lay unconscious, and vile creatures from the fairy world crowded around him like kites. And the man himself, ironically, was none other than a fairy.