Read Online Pandora (Book 3) (The Omega Group) by Andrea Domanski - Free Book Online

bail him out—again.
    “Are you all right, Flip? You look like you’re in pain.”
Mirissa’s brow furrowed as though actually worried about him.
    “I’m fine,” Flip lied. “Just a little headache.” The bolt of
pain Ares shot through his brain made him want to scream.
    “I can get you an aspirin—”
    An unnatural silence filled the room. Frozen in
mid-sentence, the girl looked like a statue, as did everyone else. You stopped time?
    For a moment. Now grab
the key before Chronos senses what I’ve done.
    Flip reached for the chain hanging around Mirissa’s neck and
used it to gently pull the key from between her breasts. His chest tightened
when he caught a glimpse of the concern in her eyes. Concern for his
well-being. Is this how guilt feels? Shaking
off the foreign sensation, he grasped the key.
    “Aah!” Pain like he'd rarely experienced in his thousands of
years of existence shot up his arm as the metal seared the flesh of his hand.
He released the key, but not quickly enough to prevent the burned, blistering
mess on his palm.
    Mirissa frowned. “Flip? Would you like one?”
    “What?” he answered, squeezing his hand into a fist. Either Ares started time once he saw his plan wouldn’t
work, or Chronos had forced him to.
    “An aspirin,” she said with a laugh.
    “Oh. Yes, please. That would be wonderful.” Flip forced a
smile despite the pulsating pain radiating from his injured hand.
    When the girl stood, the key bounced against her chest. A brief
look of confusion crossed her face before she tucked it safely inside her
blouse. When she returned with two small white pills along with a glass of water,
Flip gratefully accepted them. He grasped the cup tenderly, pressing his burn
against the cooling glass for a little relief, and gulped its contents down. He
then put the pills in his mouth.
    Letting loose a little giggle, Mirissa said, “Normally, people
swallow the pills with the water, but
whatever works for you.”
    “Thank you. If you don’t mind, I’d like a moment alone to
digest all of this.” Flip gave her his most sincere look, which came more
easily than it should have.
    “Of course. If you need anything, just ask.” She squeezed
his shoulder before joining the rest of the group.
    Flip focused his healing energy toward the burn on his hand.
With his powers, the injury should have healed as quickly as it formed, but
that wasn’t happening. If anything, it looked to be getting worse. Ares, what was that?
    No response. Either he no longer listened, or Ares didn’t
know any more than Flip did. Flip hoped it was the latter. Although answers
would have been helpful, the small victory of stumping the arrogant god of war
was worth the pain.
    Almost closing his eyes, Flip leaned back in the chair. He
wanted to be able to watch the girl without anyone feeling the need to come
over and talk to him. Feigning sleep seemed like a good ploy. Although they
were keeping their voices low, he could easily make out what the Omega Group
talked about. The girl, her mother, and the annoyingly attractive boy were
going to visit Tritonia to speak with Artemis.
    He watched them lie down on the bed in preparation for
sending their consciousness to the dimension where the Amazon’s island home
existed. Mirissa gave one last glance in his direction before warning the
behemoth Orano to be nice. She was definitely protective, that one.

 
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    Mirissa glanced around the clearing in the woods where her
consciousness always landed on their trips to Tritonia. The entire place stood
empty. “Are we in the right dimension?”
    Her mother looked equally concerned. “Myrine,” she called
out to her namesake. “Are you here?”
    “I am.” The calming voice came from directly behind them.
    “Where is everyone?” Mirissa asked as she spun to meet their
ancient queen.
    “They are home with their families, where they belong.”
    Something in the queen’s eyes told Mirissa there was a lot
more to the