<p><strong>A druid&#39;s determination...A witch&#39;s stormy rite of passage... </strong></p><p><strong>&nbsp;</strong>Katerina eats, sleeps, and breathes cultural anthropology. The only stain on her success is her worry she&#39;ll go mad just like a few other women in her family. That fear rockets to the fore when she&#39;s on a lecture tour in the Scottish Highlands and hallucinations grab her, visions rife with horrors straight out of medieval folklore.</p><p>Arlen, Arch Druid for all of Great Britain, hasn&#39;t called on his magic much in the past hundred years. No need for it in the midst of the twenty-first century. While attending a lecture, he detects fell forces. A closer look reveals the impossible. He&#39;d thought the Roskelly witches long dead. Brutal, feral, violent, they were the force behind Scotland&#39;s bloodiest clan wars. Risen from their crypts, they&#39;re intent on Katerina. What he can&#39;t figure out is why.</p><p>Finally! A challenge for his long-neglected powers. Far from being grateful, though, Katerina doesn&#39;t trust him. Why should she? A headlong dash to escape his unwanted attention lands her three hundred years in the past with no way out.</p>