“Yep. Technically, we’re called the hematoi, but that’s the snob version of pure-blood,” he replied.

“And he’s a half-blood.” Gable nodded at Luke, who gave him a thumb’s up. His gaze moved over to Alex and Aiden. “And they used to be a pure and a half, but . . . now are demigods.” When he got a yes from them, he looked at Solos. “And he’s a half-blood?”

“That’s what I am.”

Gable looked at Seth, brows puckered. “And you’re the Apot-polla?”

I laughed. “Wow. That’s not a version I’ve heard before.”

Seth sighed. “Apollyon.”

His lips moved as he silently pronounced it, and I had a feeling he was still saying it wrong. “So . . . what do we do now?”

“We take you back to the University in South Dakota, where you can be protected and trained until we locate the rest of you guys.” Seth pushed off the door and walked across the room. Gable tensed in his chair. “It’s a lot to swallow and you probably have an awesome life here, but that life is going to change. It has to.”

Seth wasn’t really good at the motivational speeches.

“You’re very important, not just to us but to the entire world,” Aiden said, obviously seeing the alarm swelling in Gable’s gaze again. “You have a higher calling, Gable.”

I shot Seth a look as he turned around and rolled his eyes.

“You will save not only the world, but the Olympians. Not only that, but once your abilities unlock, you’re going to be immortal,” Aiden continued. “So your life you have here, right now, is just a speck. You’ll be able to come back to it, at least for a while, but there . . . there are bigger things waiting for you.”

Immortal.

Something I didn’t really think about as I watched Aiden’s little pep talk smooth over Gable’s ruffled edges. I was immortal. Unless someone cut my head off? No. According to Seth, that wouldn’t even kill me. It would hurt, but I guess my neck would reattach. Only a god or another demigod could kill me.

Or Seth.

Or a Titan.

Oh my God, why was I even thinking about that right now? My train of thought had derailed massively, but I was immortal. Seth wasn’t. If the gods left him alone, he would age, and then once he died, he would be indentured to Hades.

How had I not really thought about that until now? Granted, there were a ton of things going on that had distracted me, more pressing items to think about. So now I needed to figure out how to get him out from under the gods’ thumbs, get his deal undone with Hades without it affecting Aiden, and make sure he was immortal.

It had to be doable.