Chapter 33
Diamond tears scattered around me and for the first time during a daytime reap I became conscious of shadows flitting around out of sight. Were they Tr’lirians come to witness the end of Malia’s line or dark reapers like the one who’d stolen Sarah’s soul and given it to Grimm? Either way, I knew they were the enemy and stifled my tears. I might be about to die by my own half-brother’s hands, but I would not let those who railed against me see me weaken.
Grimm would not get his hands on this new soul or any of the others I carried in my necklace. I would find a way to set them free, if not while I lived, then from the Underworld.
I floated to a stop above a man slumped behind the wheel of a car. It had collided with the back of a truck on a roundabout, causing traffic chaos. I
