#Chapter8

Killing Spree

"Throwing Persephone in the ocean to feed the sharks, really?" Deimos asks in a low voice, his eyes as wide as saucers. He was looking at me with concern, both his hands on either side of my arms.

"That wouldn't be happening if Kratos would take his daughter back, so don't overreact," I huffed.

"You know Kratos doesn't want anything to do with the baby," he reasoned out, as if that would suddenly want me taking back whatever I said earlier during breakfast, "He wouldn't take her."

I rolled my eyes, making myself clear that nothing would ever change my mind, "That sounds a lot like Kratos'...