Page 88 of Hekate: The Witch (Goddesses of the Underworld #1)

Styx Let Go of My Hand

I did not notice because I was so fixated.

This army of drained Gods

were my uncles and cousins.

But at the time, I could only think of my father.

My father. Tortured. Alone.

Here for eternity.

‘Please. Can you not release him?’

I begged.

Hades’ expression was unreadable.

‘I cannot, Hekate. This is his destiny.

This is your only chance to see him.

I suggest you use it well.’