As future matriarch of her Minnesotan threadwitch clan, Katerina follows every rule. But when she interrupts rival witch Dominic’s illegal wraith summoning, the creature binds to her. So they make a deal: he’ll hide the evidence if she helps find his missing brother. They just have to control the sassy, soul-devouring wraith without anyone discovering what they’ve done.
SERPENT & DOVE meets Holly Black
Over, under, loop-at-two. Under, over, two strands through.
The threads pulsed beneath my fingers, magic flowing to the fibers in a steady stream. My nose tickled, but I ignored it. A misplaced strand could introduce an abnormality in the spell. If I wanted to be the first matriarch of our clan, my weavings had to be perfect.
Even caskets for dead goldfish.
A knock on the door broke my concentration. I sighed. “One minute!”
“Hurry up, Kat!”
I ignored it. The final knot was the trickiest. I had to tuck the thread in precisely to secure the spell without altering the weaving. My tongue pressed against my teeth as I pulled the strand through. There. The magic cut off, like taking the first deep breath after emerging from underwater. Oxygen filled my lungs and a satisfied, sleepy feeling overtook me.
“I’m ready, Remy, geez.” I yanked the door open and pressed the damask box into my best friend’s hands. “Where’s Adi?”
“Downstairs.” Remy’s footsteps thundered despite the thick rugs throughout the house. His six-year-old sister waited on my front porch. Adela shifted impatiently, clutching a cardboard box. It might have been silly to do a traditional Vlakno funeral for a goldfish, but Adela was insistent, and Remy was a softie when it came to her whims. Of course, I’m the one who ended up having to weave the miniature coffin with the traditional two-toned fabric.