Urian’s eyes widened with incredulity. Was he kidding? “Your mother?”
He nodded. “Ryssa, too.”
“Stabbed you?” Urian couldn’t wrap his head around what he was telling him.
Styxx took a drink of his milk before he responded. “Ryssa gutted me the day before she died.”
He gaped at that. While his brothers and sister had threatened that on a near daily basis, none had actually ever attempted it. And he could think of a few times when it might have been warranted. “What’d you do?”
“She attacked me over your grandfather.”
“Apollo? Why?”
Styxx scoffed. “Would you believe jealousy? She stupidly thought I was trying to seduce him as a lover to take his attention from her.”
“Ew!” He couldn’t think of anything more revolting. Not because Apollo was a man. But because he was so lacking in anything remotely resembling a decent human trait.
“Believe me, I couldn’t agree more. No offense, but I hate your grandfather with every part of me. Just being in a room with him makes my skin crawl and my stomach turn.”
“Don’t worry. I’m not going to defend him. I personally think he’s a rank, sorry, selfish son of a whore.” Urian’s phone rang. He looked down and checked the ID to see that it was Davyn. “Excuse me, I need to take this.”
He went outside onto the terrace. “Hey—”
“What do you know about Cratus?”
“The video game character?”
“Seriously? Don’t make me slap you.”
Urian snorted. “Fine. God of warcraft. Nasty Titan bastard. Why?”
“If you can, you might want to head back. There’s a situation brewing.”
Oh, how he hated whenever Davyn said that to him. “Okay. Thanks.” So, his dad had lost his mind and unleashed absolute evil again. Oh goody!
Disgusted, he headed in to find Styxx cleaning up. “I have to head out.AOMlater?”
“Sure.”
“Don’t forget, your brother’s wedding is this afternoon.”
“Is it?”
“Yeah. It’s why I came to get you.”
Styxx looked as thrilled to attend it as Urian did. While they were both happy Acheron had Tory, neither was looking forward to a wedding given what they’d lost.
“Hey, we’ll go in. Get it done. Get drunk and get out.”
Styxx snorted. “I like your plan of attack.”
He winked at him. “I learned strategy from the master.” He lifted his sleeve to show him his tribute to the Stygian Omada.
As he’d predicted, Styxx made a face of distaste. “That’s creepy.”
“But in a good way.”
“We’ll pretend so, if it makesyoufeel better.” In spite of those words, Urian heard the teasing note beneath them. A part of Styxx was touched by it.
