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Ray’s P.O.V.

That night the sound of a gasp ripped me from my sleep. The smell of blood was quick to register in my mind and I acted without thinking.

A look of shock painted the Princess's face as I tore down the bathroom door that concealed her from me.

I worked meticulously to clean her bleeding foot, whilst ignoring the obvious lack of clothes she had on.

I left the bathroom so she could put some clothes on. "Look down, Ray." Her emerald eyes darkened teasingly.

An aura of power surrounded her, much like her father's. I could taste the dare on my tongue, sending Hades into a...