A Touch of Chaos (Hades x Persephone Saga, #4)

by Scarlett St. Clair

Persephone returned dressed similarly to Ariadne, in head-to-toe black, including a leather jacket. “Is the jacket necessary?” Persephone asked, her cheeks flushed. “If the labyrinth is as I remember, then yes,” said Ariadne. She returned the cat to Persephone and reached for her duffel bag, swinging it over her shoulder. “Ready?” “That’s it?” Dionysus asked. “What is your plan?” “The plan is to make it out of the labyrinth with Hades,” said Ariadne. “That’s the goal, not the plan, Ari.” She glared at him. “I know what a plan is, Dionysus. I have this under control.” Her eyes shifted to Naia and Lilaia. “As soon as we arrive, Theseus will know. He will come to Knossos immediately. Then you can make your move.” The women nodded. Dionysus hated that she was talking to them and not him—as if he wasn’t part of this plan. “Let’s go,” Ariadne said. “The sooner we get there, the sooner this is over.” Dionysus’s hands fisted, fighting the urge to touch her, even to speak, but he lost that battle. “Ari,” he called as she turned toward Persephone. She paused and held his gaze. “Make sure you get out so you can see your sister again.” So I can see you again, he thought. She nodded once, and then Persephone’s sweet-scented magic filled the air. He didn’t take his eyes off Ariadne, staring at the spot where she had stood even after they vanished.