"What the hell is she doing here?" Hermes spat, making my anger spike.
"We go through this every single time, Hermes," Bexley replied in a flat tone as we stood just inside the gates of Olympus. "I get it, you don't like me. I'm powerful, and I helped kill that piece of sh.it you idolized. It's been years though, fam. Get over it!"
"Get over it?" Hermes ground out, eyes blazing at my mate. "Get over it?!?" He shouted, taking a step towards her.
I stepped in his way though. Which wasn't normal. Usually, I let Bexley handle it. Because if I don't, she gets pi.ssed at me. However, over the last week I've been feeling a bit more protective over my mate. Angrier too. Not at her, but... at anyone who even looks at her in any kind of way. It's taking a lot in me right now to not attack Hermes
