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CHAPTERFIFTEEN
HADES
Eros is laying on the ground near the door of the cabin, barely conscious. He moans softly and rolls onto his side.
I smirk, tasting blood in my mouth. “That’s for being a fucking snake,” I tell him pointedly. “Yer just lucky that Persephone has already met you and would look poorly on me if I was to kill ye.”
Ares rises from the ground, looking worse for the wear. His nose has been broken and blood trickles down in two streams, dripping onto his chin and his shirt. He’s the most muscular but least agile, so Eros and I each got our chance to bash him. If we were on speaking terms, we’d have teamed up and trounced Ares easily.
But I think it’s been far too long since Eros and I squared off against each other. Things between us were muddy.
Now they’re as clear as crystal and he’s on the ground, struggling to breathe.
I stand up with difficulty, wiping the blood from the cut over my left eye. Ares bares his teeth, raising his fists and circling me. I eye him, knowing that I won’t have to bait him into throwing the first punch.
I’ll just wait him out and taunt him a little. The rest will follow.
“What now?” I hiss, grinning like a maniac. “It’s just me now, Ares. There are no more women for ye to kidnap.”
He sneers, feinting a jab with his left hand. I dodge it easily, flowing around it like water around a fucking rock.
“Hades, Hades, Hades.” He tsks. “I was just trying to maintain yer focus. It was only after I had kidnapped the girl that I realized that ye were just a boy, wrapped around her dainty little finger.”
Making hard eye contact with Ares, I keep circling him. He sees that I am not swayed by his teasing words and he bucks at that.
“I could have killed Persephone when I had the chance,” he says, grinning. “Maybe I should have.”
The rage the fills my veins begins to boil. Still, I don’t swing.
His brows arch. “How can ye be sure that it’s not my babe she’s carrying?”
He feints again. I don’t even block it this time, I just move two steps ahead of where he had planned me to be.
“Ye wish. Not like ye could keep a girl for more than a day or two. Girls say that they are looking for a big, strapping barbarian… then they run away when they see ye.”
Ares scowls. “Fuck you!”
He swings at my jaw, the movement incredibly powerful. Without a doubt, if he had actually hit me, I would probably be out cold. But I am too quick, using his own momentum to push him down. He snarls at he falls and grabs my ankle, tripping me up.
I land like a thousand pounds of rock coming to rest against the cool earth. Ares tries to wrestle me, vying for the spot on top.
But I use the last of my strength to dominate him, rising up on his chest and punching him in the face.
“Fuck yer stupid twat of a girlfriend!” he manages. “All ye had to do was keep things as they should be—"
Eros lopes over to us, coming from somewhere out of sight and aiming a gun at us. I freeze up as he fires…
Only there is no explosion. Instead, four bolts stick into Ares’ skin. I scramble to get back just as Eros pulls the trigger. Ares seizes up and emits a yelp.
I look at Eros, puzzled. “Ye brought a taser?”
Eros shrugs and tosses the weapon to the ground. Ares grits his teeth and pulls at the bolts, flinging them away from himself.
“Fuck!”
Eros looks at me, pulling a face. “Are we cool?”
“Fuck off,” I bite out, irritated as all get out.
