Saved by Hekate
“Looking for this?” a male voice said from my chair. My sword was being held out to the side by an arm covered in black leather. “Rather careless of the God of War to leave his sword casually lying around, isn’t it?”
“Looking for this?” a male voice said from my chair. My sword was being held out to the side by an arm covered in black leather. “Rather careless of the God of War to leave his sword casually lying around, isn’t it?”
We both probably had the same uncomfortable feeling in our gut: that something had happened to Aunt Demeter, and it had nothing to do with a man.
If you are reading this, then my trip has not gone according to plan, which means that I, like others before me, have disappeared in an area of Vermont known for such things.
“Much, thank you,” I replied. I walked over and knelt by her right leg. “Spread your feet.” Muttering under her breath, she parted her legs slightly. “A little more.”
“Who is this man? What did he mean by ‘sacrifice’? Is he going to kill my daughter in some freaky ritual you people do?”
“She blasted the windows open and out the window she flew. She’s been trying to smite people all over the city.” “Apparently, she was successful at least one time.”
I turned around to look through the wood bucket again when I felt something stab me in the back of my right arm. With my left hand, I reached around and felt a knife.
Another sacrifice is required; we came here to get it. While you have been down here with me, the mission was completed inside the mirrored mountain.
She poked me in the chest. “You will be there, or I will send Dad to get you to make sure you go. Or better yet, I’ll send Mother.”
“If she gets her hands on that flying monstrosity, there will be smite and runs all over the city.”
“You could have been killed just as easily as I that day. I’ve had many men risk their lives for me, but I’ve never had anyone do what you did.”
The dog obediently walked in and sat down next to Arty. “Tell me this is not your favor.”
“I heard all of that, Hebe, and that was totally uncalled for,” he said reproachfully. “Ares has been through enough without you acting like a bitch.
She pulled me toward a bench, and we sat down and gazed at the night sky. “I can’t wait to grow old with you,” she sighed, putting her head on my shoulder.
“Well, there is also information there regarding bank accounts, and we’re talking serious money. I’ve already had the money transferred into the OA accounts for you. Spoils of war, you know.”