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If anything could’ve made me forget about the sudden existence of werewolves, it was Alexander.
The son of Zeus fell on me, his green pools sending out tendrils that stripped me bare, leaving me more exposed than Sirena and Daciana ever could be. He didn’t let me go as he moved to the middle of the platform. Those secret over-ear curls and that little wheezy sound he made when he laughed too hard to stop.
I couldn’t look away.
“Son of Zeus,” he said, the truth dripping from his lips in that deep, rolling way he spoke. “All living beings have electricity in their bodies. In his wisdom, Zeus granted me the power to tap into that electricity and increase it tenfold.” Alexander said it to Vasili but spoke to me. “I cannot demonstrate, as I said, it only works on living—”
“Titan class.”
Alexander dipped his head, accepting his fate as the novices burst into applause.
“Yeah, Alexander!”
“You were meant for Titan.”
“We love you, Alex!”
“My goodness,” I breathed, blushing at the carrying on and it wasn’t even for me. “They’re going to throw their panties at him next. Why is everyone so excited he got into Titan? Who is he exactly?”
“Ares, take me, Aella. Was that place they put you Tartarus itself? How do you not know who Alexander Damien is?”
A blank look was his only response.
“Alexander Damien,” he repeated slowly. “His father is the Zeus councilman, Maximos Damien. Maximos is leader of the Twelve, the most powerful demigod alive, and heads the only high-governing body in Olympia. Moreso, he’s already namedAlex, his son, to take his seat on the council when he steps down. Soon, Alex will be the most powerful man in Olympia.”
I nodded stiffly, turning away. “That... makes a lot of sense.”
“Aella Vanda.”
I snapped my head up. How had he reached my name already? Weren’t they going in alphabetical order?
“Aella Vanda.”
“Go,” Theron said. “Don’t make him say it again.”
Hurriedly, I stopped, smoothing down my new shift dress and the new linen pants that went under it. There was no fighting it. This was coming whether I wanted it to or not.
I took my place on the platform, facing Vasili and his silent companions. “I am Aella Vanda,” I said clearly. “I am a—”
“Tread carefully, girl.”
“A child of Eirene,” I announced. “The goddess of peace.”
If I expected shocked awe and gasps, I didn’t get it.
“Interesting,” Vasili said. “She’s never been known to bless a human.”
“I’ve been told I’m rare.”
“What is your power?”
“Ummm.” I thought quickly. “When people are angry, upset, or fighting, I can calm them.
“With a kiss.”
Jason shot to his feet. “I volunteer for the demonstration.”
That was the cue for almost a dozen guys, all jumping up valiantly offering to be kissed. I could’ve crumbled into dust and blown away. Nothing in life prepared me for this.
