The Isle of Skye, a jagged emerald claw tearing through the iron-grey sea, is ravaged by a storm as unforgiving as the debt that hangs over Moira MacTavish. Aboard the *Faerie Wind*, salt spray stings her face, but her grip on the helm is unshakeable. Whispers haunt her, relentless as the wind—whispers of selkie blood, of a magic stirring beneath her skin. Her father, a smuggler whose secrets lie buried deeper than any shipwreck, vanished months ago, leaving Moira to navigate not only the treacherous Highland smuggling routes, but a legacy woven in seafoam and shadow.
Hounded by Lachlan Campbell, a man whose greed knows no bounds, Moira must unravel her father's disappearance. With the help of Ewan MacLeod, a grizzled fisherman haunted by his own past, and Jocelyn Butler, a fiery scholar of forgotten lore, Moira delves into a world of ancient magic and perilous truths. She discovers her father was no ordinary smuggler, but a guardian of powerful selkie artifacts—artifacts Campbell craves, not for coin, but for a darker, more insidious purpose.
As Moira’s selkie powers awaken, she must embrace a heritage she barely understands, a heritage that makes her both hunter and hunted. Campbell's enforcer, Alexander Morgan, watches her with a chilling fascination, his obsession a dangerous wildcard in a game of escalating stakes. Moira is thrust into a desperate race against time, a struggle not only for her own survival, but for the balance of worlds, a balance threatened by Campbell's insatiable hunger for power.
From the spectral caves of Staffa to the storm-lashed seas of the Outer Hebrides, Moira’s journey is fraught with danger, betrayal, and the haunting melodies of a past yearning to be heard. The whispers become a roar as Moira confronts her destiny, a destiny inextricably linked to the fate of the selkies and the very fabric of existence. Can she master the magic within her blood, or will the shadows claim her, leaving only the echo of a selkie's song on the wind?