The Collector's Mark

Kelly thought she'd found safety. She was wrong.

Three months after Simon Thorne backed off, Kelly's life finally feels stable. She's working with The Network—other people who understand what it means to share your soul with a three-thousand-year-old priestess trapped in a cat's body. They help people quietly, carefully, staying under the radar.

Then James's apartment gets torn apart. Someone took everything—his research, his files, the locations where he hides Osiris during the day. They barely escape.

Her name is Victoria Cross, and she doesn't just collect dream walkers. She trades them. Sells them to the highest bidder like they're exotic pets instead of ancient, irreplaceable beings. She already has one—a tortoiseshell named Sekhmet who she's twisted into a hunting dog, forcing the cat to sniff out others of her kind.

Victoria knows about The Network. She knows about Luna. And she's coming to a charity gala where Margaret will be, planning to take all four cats in one night.

Kelly has to outsmart a woman who's been trafficking dream walkers for a decade. She has to protect Luna, protect her friends, and somehow save Sekhmet from a bond that's killing her slowly. All while keeping the secret that could destroy them if it gets out.

The problem? Even if Kelly wins, Victoria's just one collector. There are dozens more. Maybe hundreds.

And now they all know Kelly exists.

The dream walkers are marked. The hunters are gathering. And Kelly's running out of time to protect the only family she's ever really had.