They say the Rhavari sleep beneath the roots, waiting for the scent of a soul worth waking for. This winter, one finally does. He watches her cross the snow, blade in hand—never knowing the monster was already hers. Love was never meant to bloom in the dark—but some souls are born to find each other anyway. In a forest ruled by an ancient winter god, love was the only hunt that could undo him. Lumi didn’t enter the frozen Rhavari woods to fall for the beast who ruled them. She came to murder the man who stole her sister’s life. Andrik, ancient and cursed, bound to the forest by blood and birthright—was only a myth. Or so she thought. The Rhavarians were nothing but whispered warnings, carved into birch bark and bedtime stories. Until the scent of her soul stirred the winter air—clinging to something long forgotten, awakening a bond he never thought possible. Now, forced to face the truths she buried long ago, Lumi must the monster who stole her enemy’s life— or the one about to claim her own. The forest sees everything. Even the things you thought you buried. A gothic romantasy debut for readers who • fated mates • feral devotion • broken boys with brutal hearts • and monsters who would raze the world—just to hold your hand