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Nitsa and Ionna wore traditional Olympian dresses. Pretty, flowy, short-sleeved, floor-length gowns that cinched at the waist with thin, golden belts. Ionna had a raven belt buckle and Nitsa had a peacock. Apollo and Hera.
As for Tycho and Theron, they wore poured-on linen pants and light armor that filled out their shoulders, and made them look tougher without even trying.
Then there was me and Daciana.
She wore a lethal, black thigh-length dress with ribbon strings going up the sides and straight down the middle. Daciana called it traditional werewolf clothes. She said their outfits were all made to be easily ripped off.
Theron tripped over nothing and fell on his face when he overheard that. Though he recovered quickly. By his darted looks at her out of the corner of his eye, he was more affected than he let on about sharing a space with us girls.
Then there was my dress.
We broke through the trees, arriving on the scene. My first-ever Olympian party with demigods... and first sights did not disappoint.
It was beautiful. Somehow, more beautiful than beautiful. I’d been to many wonderful places thanks to Mom taking me on spontaneous trips out of the country, but this meadow was more.
It was alive.
A bed of foxgloves cradled my sandaled feet, tickling my skin with tiny purple fingers. They surrounded the lake with friendsof cornflower and poppy—each of them delighting the water’s shore in a myriad of colors. Gazing over the water, I saw the lily pads floating on their rolling water bed and felt the last traces of my nerves melt away.
Tree branches hunched over us, reaching for their lovers across the lake. It was late according to the reds, golds, and purples fleeing across the skies with the setting sun, but the trees enclosed us in our own little world—safe, warm, free.
Girls in flowy dresses and guys in light armor danced, flirted, and stripped off their clothes—running shrieking into the water.
Glowing, multicolored light orbs hung in the air, lighting the meadow like a disco ball. A gaggle of girls giggled beside a head-high boulder with a long-haired dude sitting on top. One by one, they took their place, and a rain cloud appeared over their heads. I understood what was happening immediately when rain soaked them, sticking their suddenly see-through gowns to their naked bodies, and all the guys watching hooted and hollered.
A water funnel burst out of the lake. Spinning, twisting, writhing overhead, it scooped a victim from the crowd and glided her through its tunnel before depositing her shrieking into the lake—clothes and all.
“Ajax!” she scolded before swimming over to a guy and swatting his shoulder. Their fight quickly ended in a fierce make-out session while the water funnel continued sweeping the party, claiming them for the water slide.
The wine was flowing, although I couldn’t see from where. People went up to a guy holding their empty mugs. He touched them, and in a blink, they were filled to overflowing.
Little dryads scurried underfoot, still the furthest thing from adorable, the little lumpy tree creatures latched on to the nearest guy and climbed onto their shoulders. Unlike the grimace that would be on my face if they were nuzzling and kissing my cheek, every guy receiving their attention looked more than pleased.
All in all, it was every teen party I’d seen in movies but never got to go to—except this one got a godly upgrade.
No one was shocked by any of the sights blowing my eyes wide open, then they turned and looked at me.
The dress Daciana gave me was jaw-dropping by mortal standards but in Olympia...
An off-shoulder minidress covered in sparkling diamond sequins and boasting a high split up my thigh and a low split down the cleavage wasn’t something they saw every day or ever.
Alex dropped his mug on his pants. I penned in a giggle when he jumped up, cursing and swatting the growing wet spot on his lap. For a date at a distance, that was the best start.
A blond streak shot across my vision, coming up on us fast.
“Ladies, ladies.”
Jason grasped Daciana’s and my hands, twirled us out and dipped us. I’d have told him off if I wasn’t laughing up at the stars filling the skies. Credit to him, that was quite smooth.
“You’re a vision.” He snapped us to his chest, getting cozy against our breasts. “I’m bewitched. I’m in love.”
“I bite,” Daciana deadpanned.
“I hope so.”
Someone cleared their throat. “Uhh, hey, Jason.” Nitsa shuffled back behind Ionna.
“Nitsy baby, is that you?” Jason suddenly dropped us like hot rocks. “Can’t be. I thought you were Aphrodite rising from the sea-foam.”
