Sinful Gods: Paranormal Romance (Hell's Playground Series Book 2) by Jesse Darkling

Author:Jesse Darkling [Darkling, Jesse]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-01-24T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Xanth

I walk in line with Samuel, the other guard, trying to read him. He’s one-sixteenth Athena and even I know better than to piss him off. His goddess once turned a woman into a giant spider merely for bragging her weaving was better. Add in that Athena is the goddess of wisdom and I don’t want to have to deal with that shit. I’ve got bigger things to worry about.

The Warden’s door stands open. Shit. Not a good sign.

I march inside and Samuel closes the door behind me.

Instead of being behind his desk, Warden stands looking at a painting of Mount Olympus on his wall with all the Greek gods depicted in it. Even fucking Poseidon waves his trident from the ocean in the distance. But my father, the great Hades everyone fears, and hates is nowhere in the frame.

“What did you find out from Skul’s body?”

This was the question I dreaded answering, because if I did, it would implement Shaye. I clench my fists and ready for the pain. “Nothing. His soul was burned out along with his insides.”

Death doesn’t startle me, though the Warden turns with his face pale and his eyes pinch. Many fear death, but to me, it’s the only thing anyone can count on. Every fucking thing after birth is a crapshoot. Gamble on dying and you’ll never be disappointed.

“You’re sure there was no at the time of death images?” Warden straightens.

“Must have been a quick death,” I say even though I felt Skul’s pain as though it had been my own. “They must have caught him by surprise.”

He faces the painting again as though dismissing me, but the tension in the air is heavy and thick.

I need to get back to Shaye. If the Warden has any inkling she’s involved in this murder, he’ll kill her himself. Murders in the ring are one thing as the Warden profits from the damn gods' entertainment. Someone going vigilante on his inmates is another. Plus, too many demigods dying unwarranted will bring questions about his security. No one will trust him with their priceless garbage.

I shake my head in disgust. The gods are a fickle lot. Many of them, like whatever god or goddess made Shaye, couldn't care less about their offspring. But as soon as someone hurts or kills a demigod without their patron god sanctioning it and heads will explode.

“If anything turns up,” the warden says, his voice close to a growl with his impatience “Bring it to me immediately. Even if it’s a glimmer of a vision you missed.”

I don’t wait for him to dismiss me and stride to the door opening it.

“And Xanth,” he adds, “Whoever is responsible will be dealt with at the greatest severity.”

“Of course.” I walk out without looking back. All of my insides are screaming that he knows about Shaye and how she was there at the time of Skul’s death. How he set her up, the bastard! So am I the instrument to help cover his tracks?

I clench my fists wanting to beat something.

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