Everyone who knows me knows I love quality fabrics—there’s really nothing better with which to create my enchanted clothing. So, imagine my surprise and excitement when Lorcan and I attend an auction in Seattle, and I become the proud owner of the most beautiful silk that just happens to be a few hundred years old. And I know just what I’m going to make with it. Yes, there’s a protection spell safeguarding the silk from any sort of damage, but my blood magic will make quick work of that. As soon as my shears cut through the silk, though, it ages immediately, and I’m left with nothing but fraying and yellowed scraps. Not only that, but strange things start happening in Haven Hollow. First, there’s a random death for no apparent reason. Then, one of the neighbors who witnessed that death becomes sick as well. And he’s not the only one. Fairly soon, people are becoming completely drained of energy and vitality and I’m pretty sure there’s a paranormal reason behind it. And I have a sneaking suspicion that beautiful silk has something to do with it…