Living up here in Alaska, I can imagine places that would be isolated enough to possibly hide a band or two of werewolves, but I cannot wrap my head around that happening anywhere down in the states. The weres in this story lived in caves, but had furniture and laptops. Then there was the whole, I am your prisoner, so I guess we will just go a head and have some sex to liven up the story. Oh wait, I think I have the hots for a girl werewolf too. I know there are no such things as werewolves, but I like suspending my believe for a good story. Unfortunately, I lost the believably thing, so it was kind of hard to wrap my head around the rest of the story.