In a cave in the hills, seven candles burned, and tonight, when the moon was at its full, it would be time to light another. Oh, the Blood Moon was so aptly named... Three ritual killings on the same night can't be coincidence. More an attempt to sabotage the peace between Sparta and her new allies from across the Black Sea. High Priestess Iliona has no wish to become embroiled in politics. Especially now. The son she gave up at birth has discovered her identity, and emotions she'd worked so hard to lock away have surfaced, raw and painful. But Lysander, commander of Sparta's hated Secret Police, gives her no choice. And because she hopes that uncovering conspiracy, murder, kidnapping and adultery will help dull her pain, she fails to notice a killer on the loose with a pathological hatred of women. Who's picked Iliona as his next victim.