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The battles she fought in the faerie courts may be over, but the war for the world has only just begun. After millennia of planning, Lucifer has finally broken out of his prison. Fortuna knows his arrival brings bad tidings, especially now that he has Oliver at his side. But the odds of survival aren’t in their favor. Fortuna’s family is still reeling from loss, and she has enemies everywhere she turns. She’s afraid of her own power and the darkness it brings out of her. Then there’s Collith and Laurie—each one complicated, each one in love with her. Fortuna fears losing them.

Malfus's past has finally caught up with him. He's a renegade, an outlaw, a necromancer. Now he's a prisoner. He's been captured by Inquisitor Deza, to be tried, tortured, and executed for his crimes. But they're ambushed by half-hyena marauders, forcing them to take refuge with a heavily wounded battalion already under siege by the monsters. Deza only cares about his mission. But another assault by the marauders would be a death sentence for the battalion. The only option remaining is to free Malfus and to raise an army of the dead.

To protect the ones she loves, Fortuna has left behind everything familiar and dear. She can't let down her guard. She can't rest. She can't stop moving. Not if she doesn't want her ever-growing abilities to be used as a catalyst for a monster's entrance into the world. After everything she's been through, Fortuna thought she knew death. She believed herself well-acquainted with betrayal. Then, in her determination to keep surviving, she stumbles upon one more secret.

In the space of a single day, everything Fortuna thought she knew was exposed as lies and illusion. Alliances have shifted and roles are forever changed. And she now finds herself a prisoner in the Seelie Court. It is here that Fortuna learns the board for this game is even bigger than she believed. New players emerge from the shadows and the stakes are higher than ever before. There’s no time for pain or healing—just survival. At least, that’s what Fortuna thinks.