

Mercy’s relationship with Adam determines the key of the song. It’s the music that casts the calming spell.

All the elements are there: threatening monsters, secrets and deception, fights with blades and guns and dark, dangerous magic. How else do I account for the feeling of gentle calm that suffused me when I was reading a book in which people get cut apart by a scythe, abducted, tortured and maimed, the two main characters are constantly under threat of death, perhaps even from within their own household and are being stalked by an enemy who exalts in causing pain and who has unleashed an ancient and powerful weapon that feeds upon it? The combination of Patricia Briggs’ writing and Lorelei King’s narration cast that kind of spell on me. They cast a spell that goes beyond playing a movie in the theatre of your imagination and shapes your mood without your conscious consent. Who is taking them? As Mercy investigates, she learns of the legend of the Harvester, who travels by less-trodden paths and reaps the souls that are ripe with a great black scythe…

Until Wulfe vanished, all of them were powerless loners, many of whom quietly moved to the Tri-Cities in the hope of being protected by the Tri-Cities pack. Someone is taking supernatural beings from locked rooms, from the aisles of stores and even from crowded parties. Mercy soon discovers more than just Wulfe have disappeared. When the vampire Wulfe, Mercy’s deadly, possibly insane stalker goes missing, the Tri-Cities pack is blamed and the loose alliance between the local vampires and werewolves will end unless Mercy produces Wulfe to prove their innocence.
