Brothers of Amathus Sochi Book 5 I'm not dead. Christ! I never was. I've been in hiding. Now, I'm back, better than ever, and there's a dark secret inside of me that I'm not willing to share. Yes, my brothers need me to break my part of the family curse, but I can't even comprehend being normal, let alone worry about a four-hundred-year-old curse. This is going to take some time...and there's not a lot left. My brother is dying, he won't tell the rest, and it's now up to me to keep his secret, too. I have enough troubles. Why do I need his? My mate is lying in her grave, so how is that going to work in my favor? Plus, Stedman is putting me in charge of our sorry lot, and I still have not gotten my bearings as a human. A part of me senses my mate's presence. A part of me wishes I just return to the dark. I was safe in the dark. No one could hurt me. The memories of my past couldn't take aim at my heart. Is it possible to love a ghost? Or did she find a way to find me after all these years?