The last time Elara saw Kaelen Duskbane, he was kneeling in her mother’s blood, fangs bared, eyes black with power. She was twelve. She ran. Now, at twenty-eight, she returns—not as a child, but as a weapon cloaked in silk and secrets. The Obsidian Court, hidden beneath the ruins of Edinburgh, is a fortress of blood and shadow, where vampire lords rule through ancient pacts and forbidden magic. She enters under false papers, a witch-blooded noble from the neutral Highlands, but the moment Kaelen