Veronica lay dying on the floor of the antechamber, blood leaking and slowly flowing out of her. Two-thirds of her coven slaughtered and her daughter now missing. She was weak...Fragile...Vulnerable...mostly violated. It didn't matter anymore. It was the least of her worries. She felt like a failure for not protecting her people. They lay dead …
When hunters slaughter a hidden coven and leave ruin in their wake, Thygon-a hardened Viking warrior bound by honor and shadow-arrives too late to save the woman who defied death itself to protect her child. Veronica's final act is not one of surrender, but of legacy, and it binds Thygon to a promise that will alter the course of his life forever.