Chapter 44
Joel arrived at the house only a few minutes later, not even bothering to knock. He threw the door open with the urgency of someone who belonged there, instantly sensing the thick, stale tension hanging in the air.
“Hera? Are you okay?” he asked immediately, crossing the room in a few strides. He dropped to his knees right in front of her, his hands hovering near her arms as his eyes frantically scanned her face for any sign of hurt.
But before Hera could even nod or find her voice, Poseidon jumped in.
“No, bro, she’s not. Look at her face!” Poseidon barked, gesturing aggressively toward his sister.
Hera tried to school her expression, desperately wanting to mask her distress from Joel, but it was no use. Her eyes were wide with a mixture of empty dread and deep, simmering
