Darius’POV

“Soraya, what happened? What’s wrong?”

I was trying so hard to keep my voice steady, but seeing her like that, her face swollen, bruises trailing down her neck, blood on her lip, it made it so difficult to keep calm.

“It was… the Patriarch,” she whispered.

For a second, everything in me just stopped. My blood turned cold. Sam froze from where he stood. The name alone was enough to send rage through my skin.

The Patriarch.

I clenched my teeth, I could feel Zeus, trying to take over as a low growl rumbled in my chest.

“What?” My voice broke out. “The Patriarch? How…how did he even find...