Sentinel by Jennifer Armentrout

Author:Jennifer Armentrout [Armentrout, Jennifer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781937053574
Amazon: 1937053571
Publisher: Spencer Hill Press
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 13

I was seconds away from discovering what would happen when an Apollyon hit a god with a bolt of anger-fueled akasha. Seth sensed my fury. Hell, he had to be drowning in it. He was edging along the wall, coming closer and closer to me.

Or the exit.

“No,” I said, and then louder, “Hell to the no, you cannot have his soul.”

Hades whipped toward me, and the tense pull to his lips told me he didn’t like my tone. Well, he wasn’t going to like my foot up his ass, either. “I would’ve asked for yours, but Apollo wouldn’t have allowed that.”

I so did not care. “You cannot have his soul. I don’t care what we need you for.”

Apollo heaved a heavy breath. “Alex.”

“No!” I spun on the god. “No way.”

Hades’ smirk infuriated me. “But you haven’t even heard the details.”

I stormed up to the god, already tasting his blood. “You can take your details and shove them up your fake British—”

“Alex!”

Clamping my mouth shut, I tensed my shoulders as I turned to the one person in this world who could get me to shut up. Aiden stood to my right, and the moment our gazes locked, I saw it. He wanted to hear Hades out. Knots spiraled tightly in my stomach.

“No,” I said again, my voice a pitiful whisper. “I don’t want to even hear it.”

He held my gaze for a second longer and then turned to Hades. “What are the details?”

The god oozed smugness. “I want your soul.”

“I think we’ve covered that,” I snapped.

Hades ignored me. “Your soul would belong to me once you’ve died to use however I see fit.”

I took a breath, but it got stuck. However he saw fit? My hands itched to get around his thick neck.

“I could always use a guard with your boldness and skill,” Hades continued.

Images of the guards of Hell, in leather and astride giant warhorses, flashed through my mind. I couldn’t—wouldn’t picture Aiden as one of them.

“And I wouldn’t take your life,” Hades went on while I started to picture myself lopping his head off with a giant sword. “When you die, not by my hand or through any trickery on my part, I will have your soul. I give my word.”

I thought of what Solos had told me. Snakes. “And we’re supposed to believe that?”

“He’s not lying,” Apollo said, eyes narrowed. “He gave his word. It’s unbreakable.”

I laughed, and the sound was coarse. Trust a god’s word? Were they on meth? I twisted halfway and saw Deacon’s expression as he stared at his brother. Stark. Accepting. Oh gods, he knew. I whirled on Aiden. “No! We’ll find another way.”

“There is no other way.” Aiden crossed the short distance between us and gently placed his big hands on my cheeks. “You know that.”

“No.” I gripped his wrists. “There has to be something else.”

“Is there? Minutes ago, Perses was our only option,” Hades oh-so pleasantly reminded me.

Outrage caused the akasha in my veins to start begging to be used. Loudly. “It’s your soul, Aiden.

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