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

by Harper L. Woods

“Because the last being Fenrir allowed to ride him was his original owner,” Badb answered, holding my gaze as Fenrir paused his steps. I found my fingers running through his fur, seeking comfort from the friend that went deeper than words. “The last being Fenrir allowed to ride him was the very thing that existed before death. He was the embodiment of nothingness. A distinct lack of life. He is where death comes from. He is the Void.”

“He is you,”

“You and your father are one and the same.”

“Khaos.” The golden-eyed man who claimed to be my father in the Void when I drew too much power from him was Khaos. The father of everything and nothing. Shit.

Suffering to gain strength was a ridiculous excuse crafted by abusers and the privileged.

It has been my honor to stand at your side while you discover yourself and your heart after all of this time. I have waited centuries for you, and I would have waited centuries more, because there is no one in this world or the one that we will create who could ever inspire me the way you do. You make me want to be better. You make me want more than I have ever dared to dream of, and you make me believe in light, when all I’ve known is night.”

Be the fucking monster, Estrella. For they will judge you as one either way.”