What Sleeps Within the Cove (Of Flesh & Bone, #4)

by Harper L. Woods

I took another step, roaring as I forced myself to move through the command she tried to instill in me. That vice around my heart came with the command, a silent word that I felt in every muscle of my body as it protested. It wanted to give in, to do as it was told. Fuck that.

“Welcome to Tartarus, Child of Fate. We’ve been waiting for you.”

“Estrella Barlowe will die here. The moment you pass through these gates, you can do so knowing beyond a shadow of a doubt that your life has come to an end. There is not a single path in which the Fates let you leave here without knowing the touch of death.”

“You cannot enter the trials with anything that does not already belong to you,” Badb answered, gesturing toward the gifts they’d given me as the last of the fires winked out. “These were made for you long ago. We are merely delivering you your birthright,” she said.

I think my suspicions were correct from book three that Medusa is Estrella's mother. We will see.

Though there was nothing romantic in her touch, it still felt like something I would have despised if it had been a hand on Estrella.