Blood of Hercules (Villains of Lore, #1)

by Jasmine Mas

Thank God I’m partially blind and can’t see her expression. A small mercy.

I was jealous. If I had a muzzle, then people wouldn’t expect me to talk to them. I wonder if he’ll let me borrow it.

“Also, try not to slip and break your neck,” he said. “That would be inconvenient.” Purposefully try to die in the shower. Got it.

“I swear I’m not trying to change the topic,” Nyx said slowly. “But do you think the jaguar could be interested in me?”

Patro’s eyes twitched like he was having an aneurysm. I waited with anticipation. Sadly, he did not drop dead.

He could also benefit from a few whacks of a shovel.

Cutting our bodies into small pieces and scattering them will also ensure we remain in a coma.” Do they offer that somewhere for free? Or do I have to pay for it? Smoldering black eyes glanced at me spitefully, like he foresaw a coma in my future. Same.

Thank God. Approach all the animals until one puts me out of my misery—got it.