A Game of Gods (Hades Saga, #3)

by Scarlett St. Clair

“I don’t know what to do,” she said. “You can stop,” he said. “You can decide not to get involved. You can stop trying to change people’s minds and save a world. Let people make their decisions and face the consequences. It is how the world worked before you, and it is how the world will continue.” She glared. “This is different, Hades, and you know it. This is a group of people who have managed to capture and subdue gods.” “I know exactly what it is!” he snapped, rising to his feet. “I have lived through it before, and I can protect you from it.” “I didn’t ask you to protect me from it.” “I can’t lose you,” he said, planting his hands on the balcony behind her, trapping her against him. “I almost did, do you know that? Because I couldn’t fucking get my mind right to heal you. I have held men and women and children to me as they bled like you bled. I have had my face sprayed with their blood. I have had them beg for their life—a life I could not extend or heal or gift because I cannot fight their fate. But you—you did not beg for life. You were not even desperate for it. You were at peace.” “Because I was thinking about you,” she seethed, and Hades went cold. “I wasn’t thinking about life or death or anything but how much I loved you, and I wanted to say it, but I couldn’t…”