The land never forgot the blood.
Lilith Nightveil rises from centuries of burial to find the forest still breathing with the memory of her coven’s murder. Werewolves rule the territory now. Their Alpha wears authority like a shield, unaware it’s built on bones.
As Lilith begins her revenge, the land responds—remembering violence no one else will admit to. But when her dead sister returns allied with an ancient arbiter, Lilith learns the massacre was not the beginning of the war.
It was the test.
Now the balance is breaking. The pack is fracturing. And the thing buried beneath the forest—the reason old laws existed at all—is waking.
Revenge was never the danger.
Recognition is.
