Song of the Abyss (Deep Waters, #2)

by Emma Hamm

“No,” Anya replied. “I’m calling for a massacre. I know where to hit so some people will still be able to leave if they are quick. You want them to take you seriously? To know that they cannot and should not ever fuck with the undines again?” She made eye contact with each and every one of them in the room, saving him for last. Her gaze met his, and he knew that hardness was the same rage he felt burning in his own chest. “Then you need to tear the golden city to the ground.”

All the ghosts trailed their hands along his face, but this time, it didn’t feel like they were trying to dig into his skin. Instead, they were wiping away tears he couldn’t feel. “Go get her,” they whispered in his ears. These voices were no longer full of rage, but of sadness and heartbreak along with him. “Go bring her home, Daios. Lay her down to rest with us. We will care for her.”