Chapter 53: Lock the Magic Up

"I'm going to savor draining you dry," my uncle practically purrs.

I shudder with revulsion, but I can't fight back. I've tried. My wand did nothing. Unleashing all I could didn't even faze him. He's a damn wraith. Nothing I've found or studied has prepared me for defeating him.

Even my parents and aunt couldn't win.

"Relax, it will hurt less," he says.

The wraith leeches out my power and I fall to my knees. My yew wand clatters below me into the darkness of the leyline. I scream as pain rips through me, slicing me apart. My hand trembles with the prism that holds Ben and Kiarr, my ghost lovers. I have failed them. Failed myself. And now this bastard is going to win.

"Such untapped power." His voice is laced with glee, but it turns my stomach. "With all this power, I can break through the school's defenses. I will feast like I never have before."