Years ago, long before he fell in Sola Mira, long before the Queen turned him, Black Hat had been a Priest dedicated to fighting the enemy and protecting the people living in the Wastelands. He mourned the lives lost during the attacks and celebrated the lives saved.
The Priests had been too late to stop the attack on Canaan but he had saved a little girl before a vampire could kill her. Unfortunately he had been unable to prevent the beast from nearly ripping her throat out, leaving her scarred and likely mute for the rest of her life.
Sixteen years later Black Hat unleashes his vampires on a small town named Jerusalem, but finds himself rescuing a young woman before the creatures could find her. Upon seeing the white scars on her throat he realizes she is the child he had saved all those years ago. But she doesn’t remember him... or who he used to be.
Elora is frightened, of course, of the strange man in the black duster and battered hat, she is terrified by the unusual golden eyes and the fangs glinting in his feral grin. Something seemed familiar about the screams outside of her home, the growling and shrieking noises throughout the streets, but she faints before she can remember anything.
When she awakens in a darkened room and panics when she realizes she’s on a train, she’s been abducted, she tries to fight off her captor. But after she knocks his hat off during the scuffle she sees his tattoo, the mark of the Priests, a symbol she knows represents something safe...
Yet she knows just how dangerous the vampire could be...