I dodged his grip because this was myanger. Not his.
I pointed with a bloody, mangled finger and stalked across the sand toward the fluttering flag that displayed the golden lion of the House of Zeus.
Adrenaline, pain, and rage made me shake.
My target’s jaw dropped as he saw me stalking across the sands toward him, covered in blood, shaking with rage.
You should be very afraid.
Zeus frowned. “What is the meaning of this? What are you?—”
I ripped the lion off my head and lunged.
Chapter 29
The Consequences
Alexis
Before Theros or anyone realized what was happening—no one would dare attack a precious Olympian heir in front of everyone—my bloody hands were wrapped around Theros’s throat.
He staggered back.
There was a loud pounding noise as Zeus tried to get to us. Men joined him, pummeling frantically. Then bodies were everywhere. Eyes glowed bloody as two men attacked the others.
I ignored them all.
Let them worry about their precious heir. Let them panic.
None of them could get through Theros’s shield.
The outside world was nothing but muffled sounds and a blur of colors.
We were trapped.
Together.
Perfect.
Theros fell backwards.
“You tried to murder us,” I spat as I threw myself on top of him. “You left us tiedup to die.”
We grappled, my hands and shoulders throbbing unmercifully, but I didn’t care.
“You don’t... want to do this,” he said, grunting as we rolled in the sand. “Think about the House honor.”
Wrestling, I laughed harshly.
“I don’t care about your stupid House honor—I grew uphomeless, you prick.”
I reared back and slammed my head into his nose.
He whimpered as blood exploded.
I bared my teeth. “What I’ve endured for years—would kill you in a day.”
I did it a second time, and he screamed with pain; I screamed with satisfaction.
