not to want. Learned not to remember. At least he wasnât degrading or torturing her like theyâd done to him. âYouâd better get used to it here. Soon there wonât be a home for you to return to.â She was aghast. âYou would kill your own mother?â There was nothing but coldness inside him where the goddess Styx was concerned. âMy mother was the one who stripped my powers from me and turned me out into the world. What do you think?â âI think your mother should be beaten for her cruelty and probably Zeus, too, but the rest of us shouldnât have to die because the two of them were wrong.â Yes, but that wasnât good enough to appease his anger. Not by a long shot. âYou know nothing about revenge.â âYouâre right. I donât. All I know is how to protect people. Itâs all Iâve ever done.â âBecause youâre a mindless automaton.â She lifted her chin. âBetter a mindless automaton who protects than a rampaging murderer without any regard for others. Just because my emotions were bound, it doesnât make me mindless any more than you were while you carried out Zeusâs punishments before your banishment. Hephaestus told me how he begged you not to hurt Prometheus. Yet you stood over Hephaestus, making him shackle the god to the rock so that he could be torn apart every single day for the rest of eternity.â âAnd you see how well that turned out. Believe me, I have paid dearly for my mindless obedience. If I could go back, I would have driven my sword through Zeus when I had the chance.â Delphine put her hands up and choked the air between them. âBut you didnât. You did the right thing, and now I ask you to do the right thing again. Join our side in this battle. Donât let evil take over the world.â He laughed bitterly. âYou do realize that the one and only time in my life I did the right thing, I was cursed for it? That fact doesnât really motivate me to repeat the experience. When Zeus asked if any god would stand up for me, they all turned their backs. Theyâre the ones who started this. All of them. Now I intend to finish it and them. The world be damned.â âAnd it will be,â she said choking on the hopeless grief that welled up inside her. âIt will be.â She drew a deep breath before she spoke again. âThen what will become of you?â âDoes it matter?â âIf it doesnât matter to you, how could it possibly matter to someone else?â He curled his lip. âDonât twist my words with your bullshit psychology. No one likes me. Boo-hoo. I really donât give a shit. Now if youâll excuse me, I have an army to meet and train.â He vanished. Delphine expelled a long breath as the air around her cleared. His anger and pain was so thick, it was virtually tangible. What would it take to reach him? Was it even possible? But the saddest part was that she couldnât blame him even a little for his reaction. What had been done to him had been wrong. Unforgivable. How would she have reacted in his place? To save a life and have it ruin yours ⦠The trade-off seemed so unfair. And the clock was ticking. Time would be up soon. If he canât be turned, he must be destroyed.⦠There was no other way.
CHAPTER 4 This time Jericho found noir in the war room with no sign of Azura. Dressed in his burgundy armor, the primordial god was sitting in a chair with his legs propped up on the table and his ankles crossed. His eyes were half-opened, his fingers laced as his hands rested on his stomach. If Jericho didnât know better, heâd think Noir had been napping. âYou want something?â Jericho paused at the gruff words. Even though Noir hadnât added an insult to the end, they were said with enough contempt that it was more than implied. âAzura told me I