Chapter 47

Liz POV

Deimos and I walk into the dining room the next morning, and I am surprised to see that we are the last to arrive. Nico is sitting at the head of the table with a scowl on his face. For the first time, his scowl is not directed at Deimos or me.

Nico’s eyes are glued to the shiny new mark on his daughter’s neck. Stella has her black hair pulled up into a high ponytail and is wearing a low-cut shirt. I know it is a power play to show off her new mark. She wants everyone to know that Isaiah and she have already marked and mated one another.

Isaiah is sitting in the seat that I normally sit in, so I stand awkwardly in the doorway of the dining room. I am unsure where I am supposed to go now. There is an empty seat beside Damon, but I would rather stick a fork in my eye than sit beside him.

Deimos takes his seat at the opposite end of the table from his father and grunts for me to sit down between him and Damon. Reluctantly, I take the remaining seat at the table and tr