The Scarab Eaters Daughter

Alderose Brodeur must avenge more than her parents deaths.

I use my muscles more than my magic. I have to. My father learned the hard way that magic can be sucked dry. He made certain I knew a good right hook is priceless, and to keep my blades sharp.

Hes dead now. My two sisters and I are talking again. But theres so much Clementine and Beryl dont know about me--and theres no time for a girls night out.

The three of us must go up against Lionel Vigne, the same fae who brought down our parents. We know hes hiding in the French Alps. Hes on the cusp of forcefully breeding rare Magicals, the crime that got him banished from fae lands.

I want to complete my mothers mission on my own. Do I blend the metal in my blood with my blades and use brute force to end Lionels tyranny?

Or, if I truly am the Scarab Eaters Daughter, do I put down my blades and let my magic act as a lure?