*Storm POV*

I couldn't take it anymore. I had to get away from Hermes, Castor, and Scott and the drunken merriment of the party. I needed some time alone to clear my head and gather my thoughts. I needed to know if this was all in my head or it was real.

Without saying a word, I made my way to the door and stepped out into the cool night air. The moon was high in the sky, casting an ethereal glow over the gardens. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, feeling the gentle breeze brush against my face.

Suddenly, I heard footsteps behind me, and I...