Page 24 of Releasing the Gods


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I was about to suggest to Cronus that we should back away quietly, when strong arms wrapped around me, a hand going over my mouth before I could make a sound.

“Well, well, well, look at what I caught. A human.”

His voice was low and husky, teasing along my senses, causing fear and arousal to mix together somehow. I mean, seriously … I hadn’t even seen his face, but the voice was fucking sexy.

Cronus’ head snapped in our direction and his eyes darkened, piercing through me as he took a step closer. “Let her go, Thanatos.” His voice was a growl as I thrashed and tried to fight against the hold.

To my surprise, Thanatos, whoever the hell he was, released me in an instant.

Cronus eyed the god for a moment, before he reached out and grabbed me, pulling me right into his side. “What are you doing here?” he asked thisThanatos, and I got my first real look at the god.

Holy balls.No wonder his voice was so sexy. It had to be to match the rest of him.

Standing eye to eye with Cronus, Thanatos was tall, dark, and fucking handsome, his hair brushing across his ears, with a few long strands in braids. His eyes were dark as well, his skin creamy brown, and his shoulders unnaturally broad. His face was a work of art though: thick full lips, perfect masculine planes, and wickedly smiling eyes as he took me in just like I was doing with him. He was as beautiful as Cronus, and before I saw him I would have said that was impossible.

“You didn’t tell me that you’d tied yourself to a human,” Thanatos said, “and especially not one as delicious as her.”

Cronus shrugged. “She has the beauty of a goddess, but the tongue of a viper.”

#CronusThoughtIWasHot

“It’s called thinking for yourself,” I told him. “Women do that these days.”

Thanatos didn’t seem put off by Cronus’ warning. If anything, there was a gleam of interest in his eyes that made me both slightly turned on and slightly nervous. I wasn’t sure I could handle a god, and right now really wasn’t the time.

Still...

#BucketList

“Why are you here, Thanatos?” Cronus asked him, his voice very serious. He was holding his weapon with a stronger grip too, and something told me that he was worried about facing this particular god. He hadn’t shown any flicker of nerves against Athena—who was still arguing with her idiot half-brother behind us.

Thanatos stepped forward, all of his humor disappearing in an instant. “You need an ally, and I have a job for you once we get your mess sorted out. I’m here to help you.”

What?

Cronus didn’t seem as confused, his eyes darting to where Athena and Apollo had sorted their shit out and were now moving forward together. There were loud echoes from whatever Zeus was doing to this island ringing through every now and then. We were surrounded here. Did Cronus have the strength to fight them all?

Not right now.

But was Thanatos for real? Because we could really use an ally.

Lightning crashed at our feet, almost literally, about a yard from us. That knocked Cronus into action. He wrapped an arm around me. The other went to Thanatos. And then everything went dark.