My head jerked up. I hadn’t known that. I assumed Medusa’s freaky eyes worked on everything. I also didn’t like the way Athena tacked Seth onto that like he’d be the biggest threat. Seriously? Like, maybe the Titans were the ones they should really be worried about, but I understood their trepidation when it came to Seth. He’d sided with Ares and gone against them in a plot to overthrow the mortal realm and Olympus. That was going to take a while for them to get over.

“You will need the toxin,” Medusa warned, drawing my attention back to her. Thankfully, her hair had returned to normal. “But not for whom you expect.”

Chapter 21

Chapter 21

Seth

Restless, I shifted where I sat on the couch and wondered for the hundredth time how in the world I’d ended up sitting next to Alex and Aiden while they tried to keep their hands in their own laps.

I’d been sitting here first, when it had just been Solos, Marcus, and Alexander discussing the issue of the breached gate and the attack last night. Aiden had been there also, but he’d done the dark and brooding thing, leaning against the wall until Alex showed up with Deacon and Luke.

They’d brought lunch.

Laadan even appeared before heading off with Alexander to do things that would probably traumatize Alex. Of course, once I started thinking about those kinds of things, my mind wandered to Josie and to all those kinds of things I’d rather be doing in that moment.

And that just made shit real awkward sitting next to Alex and Aiden, because with her this close, I was picking up on what she was feeling. Not as strongly as I used to, when it had gotten to the point where it felt like we were virtually the same person. I could pick up the barest trace of emotions, almost like a word that was forgotten as it reached the tip of the tongue. There was a faint, warm sensation of arousal and the bitter tang of dread. A very odd combination radiating off of her.

That also meant she could probably feel mine, so I really needed to stop thinking about finding Josie and seeing how many times I could make her scream my name.

I shifted again, spreading my thighs.

Alex glanced over at me, her cheeks slightly flushed. Great. I rubbed my finger along my brow as Deacon reached across the round table and swiped a handful of Tater Tots out of Luke’s carton.

“Do you think classes will resume tomorrow?” Deacon asked, stacking the Tots on his plate. “I guess I should’ve asked Marcus when he was here.”

“They’ll probably have a service for those who fell during the attack,” Solos said, walking over to the table. He flipped the chair around and sat down, resting his arms on the back of the chair.