Out of the Drowning Deep by A. C. Wise

Author:A. C. Wise
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781803369839
Publisher: Titan
Published: 2024-05-30T00:00:00+00:00

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Lena stalked the corridors of Heaven’s Ark, deck plates ringing under her feet. At least, she imagined they did – imagined, in fact, the entire structure of the station trembling beneath her wrath. Her fingers clenched at her sides, keeping the anger close. It was a useful thing. It was the only thing that would allow her to face down the angel while keeping the instinct to quake in his presence at bay.

Legion. Starling. Whatever the fuck the angel was calling himself these days. Quin had sworn he was done with the creature. But somehow, the angel had lured her brother back. And why wouldn’t he? Lena generally found the proverb, which she always mentally translated as “scorpions will scorp,” to be true. They would lash out to sting whether it was in their best interests or not. And when her dumbass brother was willing to serve himself up on a platter for the angel to pick his bones clean, why would that holy lamprey, freaky-ass vampire motherfucker turn down the chance?

After she was done screaming at the angel, she was going to kick Quin’s ass.

The door waiting for her further down the corridor was a courtesy for the fragility of the human mind, acting as a threshold to a place that didn’t truly exist on the station, or at least not solely on the station – everywhere and nowhere at once. It was the same door she had dragged Quin from nearly three years ago, when she’d placed him under her version of house arrest and made him quit both pixie dust and Starling in one go by denying him both.

The dust and the angel had been tearing Quin apart. She couldn’t tell which was worse. Hollow – that was the best word she could think of to describe her brother in those days. Like the angel had reached right inside his skin and scooped out something fundamental. From what she understood, that was more or less what Starling had done. And Quin had all but begged to be scraped clean again and again. How thin could a bone be scraped before it snapped?

It was a question Lena clung to, telling herself she’d done it all for Quin’s own good. Ignoring the tiny, vicious part of herself that wondered if she simply resented Quin for finding a way to forget, making her carry the memories alone.

All her anger had to be justified. Her brother must be in a bad way for Rowan to call her, practically sobbing, to admit he’d fucked up, had accidentally mentioned Starling’s name. He’d sworn he hadn’t meant to, that he’d been certain Quin already knew, apologizing to her over and over again. Lena didn’t trust that motherfucker as far as she could throw him, and Rowan knew as much. So for him to reach out to her…

Lena stopped without intending to. She’d pictured striding straight up to Starling’s door and smashing it with her fist, not letting her anger abate until she’d unleashed her tirade.

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