Kaius paced the length of the dinning room in long, purposeful strides, his hands occasionally raking through his. The conversation had ended over twenty minutes ago, yet her final words still echoed in his head with a stinging finality that he could not accept.
There was something unnatural about how abruptly she had left, how shut off she had become, something that grated at him with a low, insistent pull that would not let him rest. Her silence wasn’t simple discomfort or awkwardness. It was something deeper, something restrained and aching. And it disturbed him more than he was willing to admit.
“What should we do?” he asked the one presence that always lingered beneath the surface, his beast, Zeus, who had been pacing just as relentlessly inside him.
Zeus growled, the sound guttur
