Chapter Fifty-seven (Dane's POV) present Time…

I can't say I was surprised to find a guardian on my tail that bloody Anastasios Martas. I should have left him with those fuckers to rot but I knew I could not stomach the thought of those little shits thinking they could threaten me with a fucking guardian or perhaps I just couldn't stand the audacity of them ensnaring a son of Zeus. I refused to think it was compassion. The very thought made me shake visibly just to disperse the fucking notion.

I suppose since I didn't dispose of this one, they figured they could approach me with some carrot sticks. Oh, I knew that was what it would amount to. Fury welled in me. I wonder at the 'carrot' they figure they could dangle this time.

I felt unsettled to my very core when my eyes settled on Saraya, managing the wounded as best as she could. My heart constricted. Deep inside me I already know the answer to that. And it gnawed at me that the offer they might have may be too good to pass off. I grounded my teeth in annoyance, hating the