Why are you always in a mask?

Hades' POV

I eventually left them to decide on what would happen between them. I had heard enough. If I only heard about the kid not being his, it was enough for me.

Brielle slammed his door shut as she walked back to her room, fury written all over her face. I knew she would be hurting right within but I had no other option than to cause argument and hatred between both of them. She didn't want to be mine again, and I had to make her be.

I planned to go check up on her but I didn't know the response I'd get. I didn't even know how I would appear before her. As a guard, as Hades, or as a masked hunter? As I began to ponder on the best idea, a thought dropped to my mind and it was about my men that were still hiding at the back of the pack cell. I hope they weren't caught. And if they were, I hope they weren't conquered.

I walked like a normal guard and headed to the pack cell but I was stopped by the ward. Have they employed another ward already? Damn. This place was full of warriors.