I reached out and rubbed his back, worry coming anew. “It’s much too early to be walking about,”
He beat his chest, “My heart is had strong as a bull’s,” then coughed again. “Dion is keeping me up right now.”
Though he tried to keep bright expression, I could see the worry and dread flickering behind his eyes. The fear that he tried to hide from me. “I am sorry for letting you down like that. Being another problem you had to solve.”
I smiled for his sake even though that faded just as fast as my hope. “Never and I mean never even think that. I am just glad you are alright but need to be on bed rest.”
I tried to angle him towards the exit but he resisted, his eyes never leaving. In them was a question that I didn’t want to answer. “You looked extremely frustrated there.” His eyes darting to what remained of the poor dummy. They narrowed and refused to meet his gaze. “Eve… can’t you shift?”
My eyes snapped to him because of how quickly he figured it out. “How…”
“It’s because of Hades,” he said, expression falling. noveldrama
“I miss him, more than you know. I am worried, extremely. But this feels worse than that. I can’t even start the process, it like I am completely blocked out of shifting. But I can heal myself and I can communicate with Rhea.”
He shook his head, his face etched with dread. “It’s not just Hades. It’s the bond of the Fenrir’s chain, you have with him.”
I blinked.
“Both of you have been separated for too long. The chain is blocking you from shifting unless you two are in the same vicinity.”
The information dropped like a boulder, the ringing in ears amplifying. “Can he shift?”
There was no uncertainty in his voice as he spoke. “He can’t”
The wind of knocked out of me, and felt myself go faint. “How will he get back home?”
The room buzzed with the murmur of planning for the journey back, tension heating the air and beading sweat onto the maps. Content originally comes from find⁂novel.net
Maera listened, offering insights and better strategies with her knowledge of the terrain.
But as my head churned with plots for a successful escape, my skin prickled with anticipation and dread in equal measure. Eve’s face seemed to dance in my vision. Elliot’s voice rang in my ear.
I wiped sweat from my face, swallowing thickly. My vision tunneled slightly, and a hand on my shoulder pulled me back.
I turned to Kael. His face was a mask of worry. “Hades?” My name was a question.
I nodded, even as my vision doubled. “I am fine,” I lied.
Cain ruffled my hair, his brow quirked in question. “You have to tell us if something is wrong. We have to be prepared if we’re going to attempt an escape like this.” He tried to keep his voice casually sarcastic like normal, but it sounded forced.
He balanced Sage in his arms, rocking her gently.
I smiled at him. “You are not my dad—mind your daughter,” I joked, attempting to lighten the weight of worry.
His eyes widened, blood draining from his face. “Did Eve tell you…” His words died on his lips as he noticed my confused expression. His lips pressed into a hard line.
It was our turn to question what he could be hiding. “Cain?” Kael’s voice was high, his anxiety palpable.
Cain continued rocking Sage, rubbing her back as she stirred in her sleep. He shrugged us off. “This is not the time. If we survive this, I will tell you everything.” His gaze was evasive.
Kael and I exchanged a look and made a decision. “Alright.”
Cain let out a breath of relief. “So, are we talking the Wild Witch of the West?” he asked.
Maera spoke now. “Ellen Valmont?”
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