Page 157 of Pawn Of The Gods


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“—Aella,” Daciana broke in. “Aella, please, let’s just go.”

“Actually.” Sirena bounded across the room—all smiles. She’d completely recovered from her well-deserved beating, and was her beautiful, radiant self once more. “Wehave an announcement to make.”

Sirena returned to the head of the lecture room... with Alexander in tow.

I hadn’t seen him since I ran away from him the other day in class. One glance and my heart deflated and sunk into my gut.

He looked terrible.

Nothing on this earth could make Alexander Damien less handsome, but bloodshot eyes, bags, uncombed hair, and rumpled clothes gave it their best shot. He looked like me.

A wreck.

“Congratulate us,” Sirena squealed, jumping up and down with his arm. “We’re getting married!”

Half the room broke into applause—the imperial heirs loudest of all.

My friends didn’t clap. The Sisypheans didn’t clap. And the Hell Boys, minus Sebastian, not a sound.

Alexander found me across the bodies and noise. Eyes brightening, he made for me in an instant.

“Xander, where are you going?” Sirena hauled him back. “We’re not finished yet. We haven’t told them about the contract-signing ceremony tonight, and thatyou’re all invited!”

Another burst of applause.

“It’ll be in the mess hall. Formal dress. No disgusting wolf clothes. And Titans only,” Sirena added. “Of course.”

“Contract-signing ceremony?” I rasped.

“Contract to make the marriage official,” Nitsa said. “Once it’s signed, it’s done. The wedding is just a formality.”

My stomach heaved. Fist shaking, my world crumbled and fell into the festering pit of shit and despair it’d been falling into for the last two years.

Dropping my head on my knees, I bawled.

Right there. In the middle of the room. On the floor like a little child. I cried my eyes out.

So this was it. This is what it was like to have a complete mental breakdown.

No wonder Sunny Breeze loved their bed cuffs and padded rooms. It’d be dangerous if I got my hands on someone with the way I felt now. Like someone named Sirena, or Selene.

“Hera, help me, what the fuck’s wrong with her?” Sirena snapped. “Get her out of here. She’s ruining the mood.”

“Aella, please, let’s go.” Daciana hugged me tight. “Let me get you out of here.”

“That would be for the best,” Hondros spoke up. “She is clearly unwell. You should’ve said the girl was ill, wolf. Take her to the infirmary.”

Daciana and Nitsa got me on my feet.

“No, wait!” Alexander broke free and came for me. “Just let me talk to—”

Something streaked out of the corner of my eye and struck Alex in the face. He jerked back, eyes blowing wide as the paradise flower crumbled into ethereal dust that went right into his nose and mouth.

Alex changed in a blink. Grinning goofily, he swayed on his feet—bursting into laughter.

“Hey!” Hondros spun on Jason. “What do you think you’re doing, boy!”

“What’s it look like? It’s a party, right? A celebration of the long-awaited union of Alexander Damien and Sirena Cirillo.” Jason jumped on the table. “Flowers for everyone! Free of charge.”

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