

She came for the truth. She never expected the truth to want her back. Journalist Mira Hale arrives in the remote mountain town of Vargaria chasing a story about vanished hikers and a silence no one will break. At thirty-five, raw with grief and armed only with facts and dry wit, she expects folklore and dead ends. Instead she finds Leonal Dravien — a man whose touch sends fire through her veins, whose eyes burn amber in the dark, and whose hands are not entirely human. He warns her to stay indoors after sunset. He swears his only job is to keep her breathing. But when a scrap of bloodied blue fabric lures her across the forest's edge, Mira learns this valley doesn't run on the rules she knows. Old laws. Ancient hungers. And forces that wake when the sun goes down. Caught between warring powers who see her as a pawn, Mira must decide how much of herself she'll surrender to survive — and whether the fiercest danger in these mountains is the one she's falling for. Some fates are written. Hers refuses to be.