When dark forces lure Zadie to wander at night, she’s manipulated into committing unspeakable acts. With her friends and family at risk, Zadie must try to use her powers to break free from the Reaper’s grasp, or surrender to the Reaper’s Rite, which can only lead to death...
“Have you tried … lately?”
Mara’s gaze met the floor and she replaced the brush on her dresser. She knew exactly what I was talking about. Vila powers. Our ability to make things happen. When I defeated my sister’s Reaper seven months ago, Mara was stripped of her powers. Lilura told us there might be a chance for Mara to regain them, but there was no way to know for sure. Mara tried to will something—anything—to happen the first two months after her Reaper’s demise with no luck. I hadn’t asked her since if she tried again. Until now.
“No,” she said.
“But if you haven’t tried, then you don’t know for sure. Maybe you can—”
“Just drop it, Zadie!”
Mara quickly regained her composure, closing her eyes and holding her hands out as if to steady herself. “Sorry. I just don’t want to talk about it.”
“Like you don’t want to talk about going to visit Mom?” It came out of my mouth before I could stop myself. But I didn’t regret it. I had been holding it in too long. Our mother had been locked up in a mental institution for the past four years, since I was thirteen. It wasn’t until I found out about our family history—our half-faery/half-witch history—that I learned the real reason she lost her mind. If a Reaper couldn’t take a Vila’s soul, it could take her sanity instead. Mom’s Reaper was still out there, probably searching for her so he could finish the job he started. But there was a chance to save her from him. I vowed to help her defeat her Reaper. To finally bring her home again.
Dad and I visited Mom at least once a month, but Mara never made the trip with us. Not since before her accident last fall.
“I’m not ready.” She turned away from me and crawled into her bed.
“Why not? I don’t get it.”
Mara shook her head and shrugged. “I just … I know what it’s like to be haunted. To feel like there’s literally no escape from a demon. To have no choice but to give in. And knowing Mom is still … Zadie, it terrifies me to even think about being around that.”
My Tethered Soul (Reaper’s Rite 2)
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