Blessed Death by Amy Sumida

Blessed Death by Amy Sumida

Author:Amy Sumida [Sumida, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: E, P, U, B
Published: 2018-04-15T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter Forty

Here's the thing about becoming an Olympian; you can't just accept the position. The Greeks loved their rituals, and becoming an Olympian had its own ceremony. Athena wanted my status confirmed as soon as possible. So, shortly after Alex flew away, he was back again; this time with a summons to my swearing in as an Olympian. I was to present myself to Athena within the hour.

“She's so pushy,” I whined as I looked around at the Squad.

“It's best to get this taken care of right away,” Hades said as he stood. “We'll attend you.”

“I'm going too,” Artemis said.

“That means you get me as well.” Torrent grinned.

“And us,” Hekate said as she pulled Horus to his feet. “There's no freaking way that I'm missing this.”

“We haven't finished the meeting,” Horus grumbled.

“We'll continue going over the possibilities while you folks are gone,” Thor said as he waved at the rest of the Squad.

“Okay; I guess I'm going.” I got up, and my men stood as well. “With an entourage,” I added.

“Like we're going to miss you becoming an Olympian,” Trevor huffed. “I'll go grab Az; he'll want to come too.”

Trevor strode off to find my angel, and the rest of us headed for the tracing chamber.

“Vervain,” Thor called after me.

I turned around.

“Congratulations.”

The rest of the Squad offered their best wishes as well.

“Thank you.” I grinned. “Let's hope this is for the best.”

“At its worst, you have a few more responsibilities,” Finn said. “At its best, you have one of the largest pantheons on your side.”

“Very true,” I agreed.

“I got him,” Trevor muttered as he rejoined us with Azrael.

Both of the men looked upset.

“I'll catch you all later,” Macaria called out as she passed by on her way to the tracing room.

I looked from the men to Macaria and back again. A horrible feeling filled my stomach, and I lifted a brow at Trevor. Trevor just shook his head. I knew if it had truly been awful, Trevor would have told me immediately. Still, I didn't like the way Azrael was avoiding my gaze.

I let it go for the moment and went with them to the tracing room. We traced the Aether to the highest peak of Mount Olympus, where Athena's palatial temple stood. She was waiting for us on the pale, stone steps.

“Welcome!” Athena spread her bare arms wide.

She was dressed in a traditional toga fastened with gold belts. Her shoulder-length hair was curled up into ringlets and fastened with more gold, and Aleksanteri was perched on her shoulder. She looked more like a goddess than I'd ever seen her look before.

“Thank you,” I murmured. “I didn't know that I was supposed to dress up.”

“It's all right, Vervain,” Athena said graciously. “I have a toga for you.”

“You do?” I asked in surprise.

“Now, I really vant to see zis,” Kirill said eagerly.

“Seriously?” I asked him. “It's a sheet.”

“A pretty sheet,” he said.

“When in Rome.” I shrugged. “Or on Olympus.”

“Wonderful,” Athena exclaimed. “Please come in, all of you.”

Alex flew into the palace while Athena led us inside more sedately.



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