looks.”
My eyes flicked up to see Cronus was watching me behind darkened eyes. We were at the end of our bond length, about eight feet from my guess. The distance was growing longer with time, which was interesting, if I had time to wonder about things like that.
I continued. “Brought the card home to my dad and he said he’d take me to the casting call the next day.”
My heart was pounding in my ears. Why was I telling this stupid story? I barely remembered it until now.
“When I got home from school, I waited and waited but my dad never came home. Not until 7 P.M. fully drunk and dropped off by a taxi. I never made the casting call.”
Cronus looked … angry, while Rhea clutched her chest. “I said dramatic, not tragic. Dear gods, how awful. Cronie, fix this mood.” She waved her hand again.
Cronus didn’t say a word, he was still looking at me with smoky darkened eyes. “You’re not worthless.”
My heart stopped. I couldn’t breathe in that moment. I’d never spoken that fear out loud.
“The god’s mead is getting to you both!” Rhea snapped. “Cronie. A story. Now.”
My eyes flicked to the bowl and I groaned. Great, I’d been drinking some powerful gods wine. No wonder I was spilling my soul all over the place.
“Once upon a time I had a beautiful wife,” Cronus started. My jealous gaze raked over Rhea and I had to suppress a growl. She curled her lips into a smile and stroked his arm.
“She cheated on me more times than I could count and deadened everything inside of me. The end,” he said.
I grinned as Rhea made a choking sound, pulling her hand away from him as if she’d been burned. “You two are perfect for each other. Good night!” Turning away from the fire, she crouched below a tree and curled into a ball.
It happened then: a full-blown smile lit up his face and butterflies took flight in my stomach. Holy fucking hell. The smile had transformed his face, making him look both darkly dangerous and absolutely gorgeous.
Do me now, against the tree in the woods. I don’t care.
But as quickly as the smile had been there, it faded away. “We should get some rest.”
I nodded, wanting to ask him to join me in my leaf bed, but then remembering the gods wine and how it might be affecting me, figured I might not be in the right frame of mind for making that sort of decision. Hound nuzzled up to Cronus and I lay down on my makeshift mattress. I didn’t take my eyes off of Cronus, and he did the same. We stared at each other, watching through the dancing fire. Sleep started to pull at my consciousness, mixing with my thoughts. The last thing I thought of was his #DickGold and that he hadn’t slept with a woman in a thousand years.
Chapter 13
The first thing that woke me was a foul stench. Then Cronus was shaking my shoulders. “Maisey!”
My eyes snapped open to see Cronus towering over me.
“Sickness found us! That bastard!” Rhea shouted somewhere in the distance.
I sat up, nearly cracking heads with the Titan of time.
“I need to get to Romania. Can you handle him now?” Cronus had one hand on me and the other on Hound, but he was talking to the ex.
Rhea looked back at us, eyes flashing as the green shone in the low light. “Yes. Fine. Go.”
Without further delay, the blackness took us, and seconds later I was standing in an alleyway, between two stone buildings.
“Where are we?” My head spun a little. All these rude awakenings and traveling was making me woozy.
“At a catholic church in Cernica, Romania.”
I frowned. “Do you know where all of the Titans’ remains are?”
He shook his head. “Just four of them. We will figure out the rest later. Crius and Koios must be awoken soon or the second and third sins will ravage the Earth.”
I gulped. “And those sins are...?”
“Turmoil and Strife. One will create disturbances and confusion, and the second will take that confusion and turn it into conflict. This is the beginning of a world war.”
I winced.
Shit. Damn my stupid hair. Why did it have to fall on that box?
He bent down low and rubbed Hound behind the ears. “Find Crius and Koios. Good boy.”
Hound sniffed the air and then took off across the alley and into a back garden.
I followed close behind him, coming out into the garden just in time to