Page 173 of Hekate: The Witch (Goddesses of the Underworld #1)

‘I Will Take Her, Mother’

His voice was soft and gentle.

It had to be. Thanatos was the God

of bringing peace in death.

I could see his storm-dark eyes clearer now,

so like his mother’s, but kinder.

And much more tired.

His mouth looked quicker

to smile than to frown

and that told me everything.

As the hurricane outside died,

and the dark fog melted away,

Thanatos stepped forward,

laying his scythe down at

his mother’s feet, a gesture of respect.

‘She too is the child of Gods,

just like you and me.

I will take her to the Fates

for the knowledge she craves.’

Nyx tapped the arm of her throne,

her expression adrift now

in a thousand thoughts.

I thought I knew how slowly

time, that old trickster, could move

when I was alone on Styx’s riverbanks.

But nothing seemed longer

than waiting for Nyx

to make up her mind.

I saw her face harden,

and steeled myself for a refusal.

But then she looked at Thanatos

and grudgingly,

to my surprise,

she nodded in agreement.