You can't tame the wolf. You can only cage it for a short while before it escapes. Crank Black often spoke with a wisdom his youthful appearance hid, but his wisdom wasn't the reason Mr. and Mrs. Falin bought the nine-foot tall Wolf-Were. The Falin's were compassionate people and charged Crank Black with a rewarding job. For the past five years Crank dutifully guarded the Falin's little girl, Evelyn, who he grew to love as his own pup. It was out of love that Crank confessed to the Falin's. Crank's wolf refused to meld with Crank Black's consciousness. It wants to be in control. With a powerful will, Crank chained the parasitic wolf within him for forty-years and for forty-years the wolf had grown. Crank can hear the wolf now. It's lusting for blood. When Crank confides this to his owners they fit him with a reinforced electric collar. The collars always worked. Crank Black never felt so helpless as when his wolf ripped into Evelyn's pale flesh, its grinning jowls red with her blood.
You can't tame the wolf. You can only cage it for a short while before it escapes. Evelyn lost her momma and gave her own right arm to the wolf for that lesson.
And it's only the first lesson. With papa stumbling home at odd hours in the day and a grandmother only partially present, Evi learns to rely on herself. When Vito Levitan, a government worker starts visiting, Evi soon overcomes her wariness of the stranger and places her trust in the man. Well, he dresses and acts like a man but Evi's nose tells her a different story. She can smell him, and he smells like a wolf.