A Game of Gods (Hades Saga, #3)

by Scarlett St. Clair

“After Helen was asked to leave, Sybil, Leuce, and Zofie went through her things. We found a date, time, and an address for Club Aphrodisia. We think she might be attending a meeting of some kind associated with Triad.” “And you want to go?” “We all do. Zofie, Sybil, Leuce, Hermes,” she said. “This is personal, Hades.” “It might be personal, but that does not mean you can be stupid,” he said. Persephone’s mouth hardened. From inside the closet, Hermes groaned. “Oof. What an idiot.” “We may have a chance to learn what they are planning,” Persephone said. “Do you not want to prevent another attack?” “Of course,” Hades said. “But that does not mean I want you there. Hermes can go.” She stared at him, but her expression was not so much angry as it was hurt, and he didn’t like it. “Why don’t you trust me?” “Persephone, it isn’t you I do not trust. It’s—” “Everyone else. I know,” she said, frustrated. “I want to respect your perspective, but I need you to also respect mine.” Hades studied her in the silence, grinding his teeth. There was a part of him that wanted to say it did not matter, that the danger outweighed any reason she might have for going, but he knew that wasn’t fair. He worked to keep the frustration from his voice as he asked, “What is your perspective?” “I don’t want to be a passive god or decoration at your side. I have my own battles I wish to fight. Helen betrayed me. I want to know the extent.” Hades understood, but it was hard to let her, and perhaps that wa...