Hayle Coven Novels
"And that failing is mine."
Oh, crap. Don't tell me she was going to go all martyr on me all of a sudden?
Erica stared at Mom. "What are you saying?"
"For the last two years," Mom said in a low, level voice, "I have been under the control of the Brotherhood."
Silence. No outrage, no screaming. A little squirming.
They knew.
Because they were, too. I extended my energy, knowing now I had absolute freedom to do so and felt each and every one of them. Touched on the threads of emptiness leading away from them, some deeper and more seated than others, but none as controlled as Mom.
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