Page 33 of Hekate: The Witch (Goddesses of the Underworld #1)

I Took What Was Offered

recognizing the honeyed notes of nectar, the delicious aroma of ambrosia, food of the Gods themselves.

Towards the end Mother was not able to get enough ambrosia, so she began to give all her share to me.

As I grew stronger, she weakened. I stared now at the food and drink and wondered where she was and if she had found safety.

Styx gestured to the food, as if to say drink, eat .

I devoured the nectar and ambrosia she gave me without so much as a word.

Hungry children eat anything you give them.

An ounce of kindness. The most broken love.

Even a crumb is enough when you are hungry.

You take what is given and say thank you .

When I finished I could see my skin glowing the way it once did, before Mother and I had to run.

Styx, I noticed, was sitting on a small pile of skulls, watching me intently.

Clearing my throat, I asked softly, ‘Do you… do you know where my mother is?’