Imagine having stolen the devil from the world's most powerful people. Deprived them of their source of eternal life. And started a war so fueled by fear and contempt that you are forced to become what you hunt. Juva is marked forever by the man she set free. The devil himself, whose blood gives the vardari eternal life. Now she is drowning in unanticipated consequences: a flood of wolf-sickness, a faltering city council, and the vardari's desperate flight over the last drops. Consumed by grief and rage, she is forced to open the doors to dark, fanatical forces. Juva fights for everything she holds dear, but soon balances on a knife's edge when she realizes that the scar left by Gríf cut far deeper than she imagined . . .