Wildfire (Sons of Olympus Book 1) by Sam Burns & W.M. Fawkes

Author:Sam Burns & W.M. Fawkes [Burns, Sam]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-10-14T23:00:00+00:00

A Bigger Boat

Brownies.

Wilder thought maybe he was starting to understand Hermes. Instead of stepping up and doing what he’d promised to do—what he clearly wanted to do—the man had felt a need to make a deal.

Chocolate was clearly not worth a life, no matter how much Melly mewled and begged when Wilder had it in the house.

No, Hermes thought of himself as selfish, therefore he couldn’t do anything without at least the excuse of a selfish motive. It was a little sad, but Wilder was no therapist, and he didn’t have time to break through millennia of self-hatred right then. If that was what it took to protect his students, Wilder would do it.

The other thing he needed to ask Hermes for, well, that was a little more complicated. Wilder was precisely the opposite of smooth and ingratiating. He had no ability to sweet talk or convince people he was harmless, so trying to use his words was counterintuitive.

He waited until he was driving to bring it up, so they wouldn’t have to look each other in the eye. “This monster, Typhon. He’s been imprisoned for a long time, because he was an ally of the titans.”

“Yeah. There was a huge war, everyone took sides, no fun was had, and the losers got imprisoned in Tartarus. Forever, supposedly.” Wilder had to stifle a smile. Even in this serious conversation, Hermes had to inject jokes. Maybe about things people weren’t supposed to joke about. Wilder had never been much good at figuring out which subjects were acceptable and which were taboo, so it didn’t make a difference to him. That was also why he didn’t often make jokes.

He nodded, stopping at a red light and turning to gauge Hermes’s mood. He didn’t seem particularly tense, no stiff shoulders or glare for Wilder. “Considering how long ago this war must have been, I’d say Tartarus worked rather well.”

“Yeah,” Hermes agreed, his nose scrunching up. “But then the cultists decided they were gonna raise Cronus.”

“A prison break initiated from the outside.” That being the case, and as powerful as these titans must be, Wilder suspected that meant Tartarus had been plenty secure. Humans just ruined everything.

Hermes sighed and slumped against the side of the car. He was quiet for a while, but just as Wilder was about to give up and move on, he spoke. “I was there. That night when they raised Cronus. Chanting, white-robed cultists, hoping they were about to rule the world.” Wilder gave a shudder, but what could he say about that? There was no response adequate. “I didn’t stop them in time.”

At that, Wilder snorted.

Hermes shot him a wounded look. “What? I—I tried to—”

He decided to cut to the heart of the self-blame. “Is there anyone in the world faster than you?”

“No.” The single word sounded petulant, and Wilder realized, a second too late, that Hermes thought it had been a condemnation.

“So,” he began, loudly in the silent car. “What you’re saying is that you’re the fastest man alive, and you couldn’t do it.

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