"If you trust nothing else"—her hand flowed from his cheek to his chest—"trust your heart. Trust us . . . Khensu."

He closed his eyes. The sound of his name, the one he hated and wanted to forget, hit him hard. Yet having the sound come from her, he loved it.

Declan spent his whole life trying to forget the horrors of his past. He tried his best to run from who he was as a child, but it was quickly catching up to him. His biological family was nothing like the loving one he was adopted into. Power, prestige and corruption ruled with a tight grasp for years within his biological family. With a familiar face stepping out from the shadows, Declan will soon learn that he either needs to reconcile with his past or be doomed by it.