Hades
You could've heard a mouse sneeze with the way silence engulfed the space in an instant.
I heard her, but my mind refused to associate her confession with the woman I saw before me. It felt like an impossibility, staring at this utterly scarred woman in faded clothes that hung over her thin frame. Her skin was sallow, obviously deprived of sunlight. And then there was the man she claimed to be mother to.
A Beta in Darius' court. A man whose pride shone in the infuriatingly graceful way he carried himself. The only time I'd seen him, he was clad in a pristine high-rank uniform, always one step behind Darius.
They looked worlds apart. Yet, I had detected the familiarity in the light brown of her eyes, the same ones I'd wanted to gouge out each time he dared so much as glance at Eve.
Cain crossed his arms over his chest, regarding her in a new light. "So, you're related to the tyrant's dog. You birthed the monster."
