AIDEN POV
Ermes smiled softly, and for one moment I saw the shape of the man he had pretended to be.
Soft-spoken. Helpful. Harmless.
The kind omega who remembered coffee orders and carried muffins and asked questions about roses as if he cared about anything he could not use.
A mask so good it had become part of his skin.
Perse had trusted that mask.
Penny had trusted it.
That was why his death would never be enough.
No death could repay the humiliation of realizing how deep the deceit went.
“What truth do you want first?” Ermes whispered. “The founders? The buyers? The demon seed? The women’s names? The number of all the ones I experimented on?”
His smile widened.
“Should I count your mother too, or would you rather I leave her name hidden between the hundreds of others?”
His
