Wundersmith: The Calling of Morrigan Crow (Nevermoor, #2)

by Jessica Townsend

Jupiter had warned her about listening to Israfel. She knew she shouldn’t. But when would she ever have this chance again? Morrigan let her hands fall away from her head. Above the sound of her friends calling her name, above the roaring of waves and the booming of cannons, above even the new sound of distant sirens coming closer… she heard the sweet, celestial voice of Israfel for the first time. Just for a second. Just one note. When Morrigan tried to recall—days and weeks and years later—the sound of that single note, the feeling of it, she would remember being warmed by the sun in winter, and held by a mother she’d never known. She’d remember a joyful, bone-deep certainty that she had never hurt another living being.