Cronus held a petite young woman up against the wall, pressed just inches from her terrified face. She was mid-twenties, curvy in all the right places, and had long, dark red hair that hung over one shoulder.Do these fuckers ever age?So far only the Fates had looked old, and that was because they wanted to.
“I had my energy hidden,” he continued. “How did you know I was here?”
Huge, light brown eyes shifted to me for a blink, before they turned back to Cronus. Her voice was husky and breathy, words spilling out of full lips. “I’ll always know your energy, Cronus,” she said, body trembling. “I could scent you in the room. That distinct smell of power and sex appeal.”
Fuck, she was all kinds of perfect, and the way he held her had me feeling the sort of anger that not hours before had black shit streaming out of my fingertips. I needed to dial it back. Especially after he’d just told me he wasn’t going to let even death break us apart.
#Mine #Mine #Mine
Cronus moved back, just enough that she could breathe easily and stand on her feet. She barely even reached his abs she was that tiny, and the way he crowded over her had my body reacting.#EyeTwitch #PunchASeer #INeedTherapy
“Why are you here, Cronus?” she bit out, and I forced myself to look away from them, needing a five-minute breather.
The room was painted a light dusty pink, filled with fluffy white lounges and about a million cushions. It was Jessell’s dressing room, and judging from the mess of papers and makeup on the floor, she’d been trying to flee when Cronus had zapped us here. He’d known she was running. Somehow.
“You owe me,” he was saying now, arms crossed as he glared at her. Personally, I thought he was far less angry than he should be considering she betrayed him and got him thrown into prison. “Your defection was unexpected, Jess,” he continued on, the slightest confusion creeping into his voice.#Jess? #OhHellNo
Jessell, her hands still shaking, pushed back her red curls. Yep, bitch had perfect ringlets falling to mid back. “You know why I had to walk away,” she told him in that raspy sex voice. “I gave you every chance to stop me.” She suddenly shoved him, and he didn’t move, but he looked surprised. “Why didn’t you stop me?” she shouted, eyes brimming with tears. “I couldn’t be in the middle of the war without a side, and you made it clear that I was not that important to you.”
Cronus looked confused, but I got it now.
She was in love with Cronus and he’d had his head too far up his own ass to notice. Typical. I’d bet my left tit that she’d gone for a dramatic last stand and Cronus hadn’t even noticed, so she’d had no choice but to take the other side. Otherwise, she’d have ended up dead or heartbroken or both.
The tiny seer tried valiantly to pull herself together. All the while, the Titan watched her like a science experiment that hadn’t done what he’d expected. “Why are you here?” she asked him, sounding tired. “I’ve stayed out of all the politics for a thousand years. I’ve reinvented myself so many times I barely even know who I am now.”
He looked around, noticing the huge “Jessell” written across the wall. “You kept your name.”
Her laugh was morose. “It was all I could keep. Last names, appearance, life … all of them change. But I kept the name so I had something that was mine.”
Cronus gave me his entire attention then and my heart started to beat harder, like it was going to jump at him. “Mais,” he said softly, holding out a hand. “Come here.”
#Hah #NicknameForMeToo #TakeThat
Still, he was lucky his tone was nice, because I didn’t like being ordered around like a pet. Moving on shaky legs, I stopped before our bodies collided. Everything about me was out of whack. I could barely control my limbs right now.
“Jess,” Cronus started, “this is Maisey. We have a life bond, and she’s the one who’s going to save the world from the sins this time.”
Jessell’s eyes were even richer this close, a cinnamon color that looked fake, even though it was probably real. “I need you to read her,” he said, nudging me forward. “We need to know how the sins will go as she adds more. I—” he cleared his throat. “I need to know her fate.”
Jessell’s gaze ran across me and I finally noticed that we were dressed similarly. Her dress was gold and even skimpier than mine, but the same low cut across the breasts, same sequin shine, and an even higher slit up the thigh. “You know the Moirai control fates. That’s not my forte.”
Cronus slammed a hand against the wall, right beside her head. She jumped, before annoyance descended over her perfect features. “I’m not asking you tocontrolher fate, I’m asking you to read it. Youwilldo this for me,” he said, a slip of demand in his tone. “You. Fucking. Owe. Me.”
Je-sus. I would not have said no to him if he’d spoken to me in such a way.#DeathWish
“What exactly do you want me to tell you?” Jessell asked, some of her confidence returning. “I’m a seer, not a fate.”
“Just tell me how to keep her alive,” he said suddenly. “Tell me how to save the world without sacrificing Maisey.”
It was that second I earned her eternal hatred as she turned her furious gaze on me. We both heard the emotion in his voice. We both knew him well enough to know that he wasn’t usually so concerned or caring. Not about someone that was virtually human.
I had the one thing she’d probably wanted for hundreds of years: Cronus’ concern. His attention. His ...heart, maybe? If his display in the balcony was anything to go by, or my sex plans for later tonight, then I’d have his heart and his#DickGold
Jessell’s hand zipped towards me and I flinched, thinking she was going to punch me, but she just grabbed my chin tightly. It wasn’t painful, but it also wasn’t pleasant.
Heat flooded through me and I fought against the urge to jerk myself away from her. Everything about this chick made me uncomfortable, from her too perfect lips and Shirley Temple ringlets to the malice deep in her eyes.
“I heard the sins were loose again,” she muttered.
Despite my urge to pull away, we stayed locked together, and I was close enough to hear her almost inaudible gasp, the reflective nature of those brown irises deepening.
“What?” I asked, fear hitting me so hard that the darkness swirled strongly inside of me. Almost like it was reacting to the heat of her power.
A battle started in my body and I wondered if I would survive it.
Darkness suddenly poured out of me and swirled out around us. I thought I heard Cronus shouting, but everything was fuzzy as I struggled to stop myself from exploding.
Jessell threw her head back and screamed, a long piercing sound that was beyond anything my vocal cords could produce, and then everything started moving in slow motion. Cronus lunged forward, I jerked myself back, and the seer wrapped her free arm around me, pulling me right against her body.
Heat destroyed my senses and then everything went dark. The last thing I heard was the roar of a Titan.
