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

by Scarlett St. Clair

“You killed my warriors,” said Ares. “They will be reborn,” said Hades. Ares’s mouth hardened. “You come to my island uninvited to steal from me,” said the God of War. “And you insult me by harming what is mine.” “We have not come to steal,” Persephone said, angered by his accusation, though she regretted drawing his furious attention. “So you have come to ask for a favor? Even worse, traitor goddess.” “We are not here for ourselves,” Persephone said. “We are here for Harmonia. Aphrodite’s sister is dying.” At her words, a little bit of Ares’s composure slipped, his angry eyes flashing with concern before he recovered and seemed to dig further into his aggression. “You lie,” he said, looking at Hades. “I can smell the blood.” “I did not lie,” Persephone said between her teeth. “Harmonia is dying. The Golden Fleece is the only thing that will save her!” “And your lover, it seems,” said Ares. “Tell me, why should I help you?” “Because you have no choice, Ares,” said Hermes. “I have come to collect my favor, one of many, might I add, that you owe me from all the times I saved your ass.” “As helpful as that would be, I am not inclined to grant it.” “You would risk divine retribution?” Persephone asked. “Currently, Hermes is mortal, and by divine law, I am not obligated to uphold a promise made to a traitor.” Persephone looked at Hades for confirmation of his words, but he wasn’t looking at her. He was staring darkly at Ares. “Now you are just being an ass,” said Hermes. “I hav...