Page 34 of Hekate: The Witch (Goddesses of the Underworld #1)

Styx Was Very Still

It was as though the river went quiet too.

For a second, nothing could be heard,

no rush of water on the rocks.

No haunting voices from beyond.

Not even the stir of the bats

over our heads.

‘Hekate,’ she spoke,

her voice barely above a whisper.

‘The truth is, your mother…’

She hesitated.

My heart raced.

What happened to my mother?