LOGINRaina Wycliffe thought the monsters were just stories, until she found the body. Torn open. Drained. Now vampires walk the streets of Windshade Hollow again, and one of them seems to know her. He’s fast, terrifying, and uncomfortably familiar. But when he tastes her blood and recoils in agony, Raina realizes she might be something else entirely—something even the undead fear. As more elders turn up dead and her town sinks deeper into darkness, Raina finds herself hunted by creatures that shouldn’t exist, protected by a vampire who doesn’t trust himself around her, and haunted by a past she can’t remember. Whatever she is, it’s waking up. And it’s hungry.
View MoreRaina’s POVI’d been terrified when I saw the chaos Windshade had plunged into. Stopping to help a helpless old lady, I’d barely finished fending off her attackers when a familiar scent cut through the chaos—Liam. Every nerve in my body screamed his presence, and without thinking, I abandoned everything else, racing through the streets until I leapt into his arms.For the first time, relief, gratitude, and happiness flared louder than the hunger. The Makers had been wrong—yes, the urge to drink his blood was there—but it wasn’t overwhelming, not when the thought of almost losing him had nearly crushed me.Cassian cleared his throat behind us. “Sorry, not sorry to ruin the moment, but I’m kinda used to the whole gaping and gasping thing when we arrive. I guess your generation doesn’t know how to welcome legends.”Liam’s eyes flicked toward him, calm and unflinching. “And you are?” he asked, gaze sharp, appraising the ancient vampire while I was still clinging to him.I almost laughed.
Liam’s POVThe night felt heavier than usual, the wind gusting against the reinforced walls of the mansion like it had a message to deliver. The kind that only those who had survived worse storms could understand. Sheriff Grant’s face, tense and wary, flicked toward me from the grand study table, his hands tightening around the cup of coffee he hadn’t touched in minutes.“Slade is going to use the element of surprise,” I said, keeping my voice measured, though my chest throbbed with the kind of alertness only months of constant vigilance could bring. “He moves fast, but he underestimates the layers between him and Windshade. We can turn that against him.”Grant nodded, eyes narrowing, jaw tight. “I’ve been coordinating patrols through the city, increasing visibility in the neighborhoods closest to where he’s likely to strike. Still… vampires aren’t easy to track, especially when my men don't really know what they're going up against.”“I know,” I agreed. “But it's necessary we keep th
Raina’s POVI settled into the familiar meditation pose, knees crossed, palms resting lightly on my thighs. The forest clearing smelled of damp earth and pine, sunlight filtering through the dense canopy in thin, golden shafts. Michael was in the same pose beside me, his presence calm and quiet, while Lucien stood behind, hands clasped behind his back, eyes flicking from my posture to the trees beyond.Cassian, as usual, couldn’t stay still. He was feeding from a human lady clinging to him in a half-hug as he fed from her wrist. Beside them, the new younger vampire they’d brought as bait was tied to a tree, with a stake in his stomach, keeping him in place. Blood pooled from the injury, the scent drifting toward me in warm, metallic waves—but I didn’t move. Not even a twitch.Lucien’s voice drifted from behind me, collected but teasing. “You’re tense in the shoulders. Relax. Breathe. Spine straight, Raina. Chin level.”I inhaled, exhaled. “I’m fine,” I muttered, though I adjusted my p
Liam’s POV“It’s been a month, Liam,” Ysra said quietly, her voice carrying a weight I didn’t want to hear. “No signs of Raina. No traces, nothing. Maybe it’s time to accept it. Time to let her go.”I didn’t look up from the files spread across the table. My jaw was tight, hands resting on the cold wood. “Make it make sense, Ysra,” I said, my voice controlled, but my mind churned with unrest. “Even though she’s a devourer, she's still human. She should’ve left a body, some trace of her. Burning always leaves residues. But there wasn't anything. Not even ash.”Ysra shook her head slowly, concern lining her delicate features. “Then it’s obvious she doesn’t want to be found. That’s a good thing. Everyone else thinks she’s dead. The clan isn’t rebelling anymore. They’re focused. You should focus, Liam—Slade is our immediate problem. Don’t let her—”“I know what she wants,” I interrupted, voice low, dangerous. I looked up, eyes piercing, calculating. “She’s trying to survive, but without h
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