Morgana Hale left the churchyard with dirt under her nails and a hollow ache in her chest that no amount of tears could fill. The world outside Surrey felt vast and hostile, the moors whispering secrets she wasn’t ready to hear. But she had a promise to keep—not to Lilith, but to the rage that burned hotter than any love they’d shared. She would find the vampire with silver hair and ink-black eyes, the one who’d torn her...