I thought death was the worst fate in the world.
But nothing's colder than a vampire's bite.
Immortality isn't all it's cracked up to be. I wouldn't know–yet. It all started with the rather unpleasant murder of an FBI agent–the latest in a string of serial murders. A bad enough way to kick off any day. Until Aldric bit me, which means I have a way, way bigger problem. Because I only have three days to reverse the curse before I'm the vampire's loyal indentured servant forever.
Too bad no one's coming to help. The FBI is reeling from the killings. My allies have been scattered to the wind. And a certain rain goddess is causing me plenty of trouble, even in exile. Which means I probably won't even survive long enough to experience eternity's cold embrace...