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No warning. No explanation. Few survivors. Now we're all trying to get by as society collapses around us. Survival is a battle and it's getting worse every day. Food is scarce and the shelves are all bare. Finding medication for my little brother is impossible, and my desperation is growing as my options narrow.

The darkness within me grows stronger every day, threatening to consume the person I once was. I crave the company of Kicks and the others I love—and yet fear to let them close to the monster I am becoming. So when Death calls in her bargain and tells me to go to Scotland, I'm eager to end the debt I owe her. But her vengeance is sure to bring more pain and heartache. Instead of the healing I seek, I'll surely form more enemies and dole out more death. The end of this bargain might destroy any hope of a new beginning…

Since most of the world died on Death Day, I've been on the move with my little brother, trying to find a safe haven. The constant fight for our survival is wearing me down to nothing, as my walls grow higher with each new betrayal. Most days, it takes everything I have to keep it together. So when I finally get to Kicks' pack in Arkansas, the place seems too good to be true. Kicks seems too good to be true. Just when I'm on the verge of accepting that I've found somewhere safe for us, I realize there's one last threat that can't be fixed: me.

I thought I was a fake, a spiritual guide doling out nothing more than a placebo effect to the pack. Turns out I'm more legitimate than anyone realizes—and more deadly. It doesn't matter whether I'm the real thing or not, whether the pack has accepted me or not, because Duncan's mate never will and she's in charge. As long as he still wants me in his bed, she'll want me in a grave.

Ryker calls it an accident. I call it another betrayal. He didn't want me to leave but didn't fight to keep me by his side. Wronged magically and devastated emotionally, I exile myself to another country, Dorley. Now I perform tricks under a tent, my mystical gifts a common sideshow.

Sometimes I wonder what life was like before magic burst into existence, before the Magical War of 810 destroyed our world. What it was like before there were Wyrd Blood, or we were forced into hiding. And that's what I've been doing for years, hiding me and my crew. But that's about to end. My crew is starving and things are getting dire. When I get desperate enough to try and steal from Ryker, one of the toughest men around, things go bad and my Wyrd Blood origins are outed. But it's not all bad. Ryker can help keep me alive from the mysterious illness that's been plaguing me

One monster wants my soul. One man wants my magic. Me? I want to be left alone to live my life out like a dull, one of the lucky people who were born devoid of magic. But that won't happen because being born a Wyrd blood gives me two choices in life: ruler or slave.