Page 48 of Bonds of Hercules


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I didn’t want to speak, so I didn’t.

Kharon narrowed his eyes, and Augustus twitched like he was having an aneurysm.

Sure, I had the potential to be physically fit and athletically competent. The problem was, I didn’t want to be. I enjoyed sitting.A lot.

Also, I was partially blind and deaf, so there was that.

“ANSWER ME!” Augustus bellowed.

“Don’t speak to my mentee that way,” Patro snapped as he crossed his arms over his chest. “We’ll deal with her performance issues in private. She chose us after all.”

I choked at the double entendre.

Kharon turned with a snarl. Achilles cracked his knuckles,DEATHtattooed across them.

“Do you people ever shut up?” I asked with a mumble, genuinely curious.

Kharon stilled. “What was that?”

I turned and walked away from all of them, collapsing on the bench outside the locker room to wait in peace.

Augustus followed and sat down on my left, in my blind spot.

I stared straight ahead.

Kharon chose that exact moment to aggressively shoot at a target across the training room. My bad ear rang with sharp feedback as a headache pounded in my temples.

“How come your aim is so off?” Augustus asked quietly.

I kept my expression blank. “No idea.”

Augustus made a noise of disbelief, and the side of my face prickled under his intense gaze.

I glanced over.

His midnight eyes were narrowed with suspicion.

It felt like he was staring through me, straight into my soul.He doesn’t know about your eye and ear. Don’t panic.

Patro and Achilles were having a tense conversation at the edge of the metal forest. Achilles signed something about “Alexis, patience, trust” and “needing a plan.”

Do men think they’re subtle?

When Agatha and Drex finally emerged clean and in fresh clothes, all five of us awkwardly moved toward the showers.

Patro and Achilles glared at my husbands.

Kharon raised his gun.

“Careful,” Augustus said darkly. “I’m still the eldest heir.” His eyes filled with blood, and a few droplets dripped down his cheek, trailing across his scar.

Tension increased.

“Fine—” Patro spat after what felt like an eternity. “We’ll wait … this time. But don’t forget, she chose us.” He smirked mockingly.

I made a face at him.Stop antagonizing them.

Achilles scowled.