23: Distorted

RAVEN

A few hours before,

I quickened my pace as I left Aries' room. The emotions I'd felt while staying around him had swelled to the point where I desperately wished for some space. I needed to think. I had to process these feelings.

However, as I made my way down the hallway, I sensed an ominous presence following after me. I had a feeling that it was Hades.

So I hurried out into the garden and froze when chills ran down my spine, my vision blurring at the edges. Pain speared through my temples, and I dragged in a shaky breath as a memory surfaced in my mind.

The cold wind ruffled my hair as I stared down at Aries, who knelt before me with a blank look on his face. He was covered in blood that was mostly not his.

Clenching my jaw, I brought my sword to his throat, bitterness surging inside of me.

"Do it," Aries spat, and I growled, lifting the sword in a bid to strike....

I blinked back into reality at the sound of Hades calling my name. Bleary-eyed, I looked u