The crime was brutal. The conspiracy was hidden well. They did not count on the Shadow Wolf.
Ragnar Skyggesson, called Grimfang, is both an exile and one of the legendary Twiceborn. After the grave spit him out, he found himself alone and adrift, a man without honour or purpose. He plumbed the depths of his character in a city famed for depravity and greed until a good friend helped him find his way again. Now, that woman needs his help; there has been a murder, a slow and vicious affair, and all signs point to an Assassin. There is no one else willing to face such a deadly foe, no one else to champion the dead, none save Grimfang, who fears not the Nightblades.
But in the city of Myrrhn nothing is ever as it seems. There are few innocents in a place where everything is for sale, and even fewer peaceful endings.
Come ruin! Come glory! Come courage and red joy. THE WOLF-TIME IS NOW!