Maybe she should have killed him when she had the opportunity. That’s what her father would have done. That’s what he’d taught her to do if she ever encountered a vrykolakas, a vampire-like creature which feeds on the life-force of human victims. Instead, she captured him and took him home with her. She was curious; that’s all. Curious, plus he was kind of cute too. He called her a deviant, a misfit just like her father. That’s because he knew her father too…a long time ago when they both lived on the island of Strongili. His name, she found out, was Severin, and he happened to be her father’s worst enemy among the vrykolakes. It must have been dumb luck that she captured him out of all the vrykolakes in the world. He was dangerous, but she felt drawn to him. So, she decided to let him go. Now, she is on the run. Meeting Severin has changed everything. She wants to trust him, wants to believe he has changed after meeting her. But is that possible? Keeva has always wanted answers, wanted to know what she is and why she looks young when she is really more than two thousand years old. But when the other vrykolakes, who once knew her father, find out about her, she may get more than the answers she bargained for.