Turns out almost getting murdered and finding out you’re part of a thought-to-be-extinct bloodline makes people notice you.
Sucks when you have so many damned secrets to hide.
Between a forbidden romance with my Arcane History prof, an accidental familiar bond with two shifters, and what I suspect about the Magistrate, hiding the truth is becoming impossible.
As if I also need to be tormented by the ghosts of my insane ancestors… thanks, universe.
While I attempt to uncover more about my dark heritage, Cal and Adrian try to solve a mystery of their own: shifters from other packs are going missing, and all the evidence points to witches.
But then they vanish, too.
Going against everyone’s warnings, I set off on a risky crusade to find them. What I will encounter along the way is more terrifying than I ever could’ve imagined—and could shake the foundation of the witching world forever.