Wither & Wound (Mount Olympus Academy Book 3) by Kate Karyus Quinn & Demitria Lunetta & Marley Lynn

Author:Kate Karyus Quinn & Demitria Lunetta & Marley Lynn [Quinn, Kate Karyus]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Little Fish Publishing
Published: 2019-11-28T22:00:00+00:00

16

That night, I can’t sleep. I feel like I’m being torn in half with conflicting advice.

Themis and Metis want me to get the sword and use it to threaten Mr. Zee.

Mavis wants me to kill him.

And Val just thinks I should leave this place and never look back. I wonder if he wants me to leave him too...or if he’d offer to come along with me.

Not that it matters. I’m not going anywhere.

Not without Mavis at my side.

But I don’t want her in a body bag.

And I don’t want blood on my hands.

Which leaves me...where?

“Stop sighing,” Tina snaps at me on her way to the bathroom in the morning. Even though she doesn’t use the toilet, Tina spends at least an hour in the bathroom. I think it’s time spent primping, applying sunscreen, and just standing around in order to make me wait longer.

Normally, it drives me crazy. But since I’m not yet ready to face the day. As I snuggle deeper into my bed. I can’t help but wish my dad was here. Or mom.

Not my biological parents, but the ones who raised me. They always listened when I had problems. And even when they didn’t have answers, it helped to have them there, knowing they’d back me up.

But they’re both gone now.

Instead I have...Mr. Zee.

I can’t really see him as the heart-to-heart type. Also, it would be awkward having a chat with him about how I should probably kill him, but I really don’t want to.

That leaves Adrianna. I could, I suppose, go to the Hall of the Dead and pour out my sorrows to her portrait. But she wouldn’t answer back.

Flinging my covers off, I jump out of bed, suddenly remembering the letter I got from Metis. I put it in my desk drawer intending to read it when I was ready. Some part of me imagined lit candles and soft classical music playing, as I finally opened the scroll. Like it was a scene in a movie.

But all that is forgotten now as I grab the letter and crawl back beneath my covers to stay warm.

“Okay, Adrianna,” I say while untying the ribbon holding the scroll closed. “I know we never got a chance to have any mother/daughter moments, and I’m kinda putting a lot of pressure on a letter that wasn’t even written to me, but please give me sort of direction here.”

“Stop talking to yourself, weirdo,” Tina yells from the bathroom.

Ignoring her, I slowly unroll the letter and start to read.

Dear Metis,

I am writing to ask for your help. In approximately five months’ time I will be giving birth. As the child’s father is a god, your help will be necessary if I want any chance of surviving the baby’s birthday. I know that I am not the first student to come to you with such a request.

I hope you will not withhold your help on account of my waiting three months before sharing this news with you. I feared you would encourage me to abort the child.

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