TYRAN She meant to type Tyrant. The T never made it. She never corrected it. . . . . Iris Love Monet doesn’t do anything by accident. Not the scholarship to one of the most elite universities in the country. Not the career that makes opposing counsel sweat. Not the walls she’s built so high and so well that nobody has gotten close in five years. Nobody except Marcel Luis Rokafez III — who sat down across from her in a library without being invited, remembered how she took her coffee, and then disappeared one April morning without a word. Six months later she found out who he really was. Twenty billion dollars. Three-hundred-year-old dynasty. An heir who had never once told her his last name. She didn’t cry. She built.

He was the most dangerous thing in any room. She was the thing that even danger hadn't accounted for. Kael Ashvane has led the Familiar; an ancient tribe of shapeshifters who wear the form of black cats ;for three centuries. He is patient, calculated, and utterly without weakness. He has made peace with what he is. Then he walks onto a rooftop in New York City, and catches a scent that should not exist: wild magic. Old magic. A bloodline the world believes is dead. Seraphine Voss is a Brooklyn illustrator who grew up in the foster system, never belonging anywhere, always feeling the pull of something she couldn't name. She has spent her whole life drawing symbols she doesn't understand, dreaming of silver halls she has never seen, and pretending the strange things that happen around her are coincidences. She is feisty, sharp-tongued, and completely unaware that she is the most powerful creature alive. She is the last heir of the Elaryn ; a tribe of witch-queens so formidable that their enemies spent a decade planning their annihilation. Twenty-four years ago, the Elaryn were ambushed and slaughtered. Their queen used her final breath to seal her newborn daughter in a protection shroud and send her into the mortal world. That daughter has been living in Brooklyn, drinking bad lattes and filling sketchbooks, while the blood of an entire dynasty sleeps inside her. Until Kael finds her. Until his touch wakes it. Until the enemies who thought they'd won realize the queen's line didn't end , it just went underground. Now Kael must protect the woman he is falling for from the tribe that destroyed her family; a tribe he failed to stop once before. And Seraphine must reckon with who she truly is: not a girl who was lost, but a queen who was hidden.