In Reaper’s Legacy (Reapers Motorcycle Club Book 2) by Joanna Wylde, we meet Sophie and Ruger. The book opens with Sophie as a teenager dating Ruger’s younger stepbrother, Zach. Sophie ends up a pregnant teen, and her parents turn their backs on her. Ruger has always been there for Sophie, and he’s also been supportive and loving to Sophie’s son, Noah. Flash forward seven years, and Ruger is there for her again when she needs him the most. The only problem is that Ruger is part of the Reapers Motorcycle Club, and Sophie wants nothing to do with the club. She thinks they’ll be a bad influence on her son. She also sees Ruger as a man who isn’t looking for a permanent, long-term relationship.
This is a difficult one to review without giving away too much of the story. I enjoyed it but not quite as much as I did the first book in the series. I liked Ruger a lot. It was obvious to me that he loved Sophie all along. It just took him a long time to admit it. The explanation about one of his tattoos was certainly memorable. OMG. Sophie was harder to like. She needlessly put her son at risk when she didn’t need to, and she kept asking Ruger to bail her out. Noah seemed to be in more danger from things she did than he ever was with the bikers. Sophie was also way too negative about the people who welcomed her and did all they could to help her. She kept thinking they were the “wrong sort” to be hanging around with. Why did she think she was so much better than everyone else? That got tiring after a while. I would have appreciated her dropping her high and mighty attitude sooner.
The plot in this one takes an odd twist towards the end. I thought the story was going in one direction, and it went somewhere else entirely, kind-of out of the blue. It explains why Sophie never stuck with Zach, but it was also a little hard to swallow. I suppose Sophie had to reach the turning point she did so that she would accept the motorcycle club. It also gave her a chance to exact some revenge. I’m not sure I liked the twist, though. It felt like the author had to take her down to an all-time low before she saw the people who were good to her as equals.