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“Are you paying attention, or are you too busy daydreaming about your idioticstunt on the mountain? Here’s some advice—next time, when you see a Titan approaching... try to runawayfrom it, not to it.”
Titus chuckled and whispered something derogatory under his breath.
I stared at the floor and fisted my hands.
And the torment continued.
Chapter 22
Twisted Justice
Augustus:A few hours earlier
Alexis was fast asleep.
I left her side.
Moving silently behind the library stacks, I grabbed the unsuspecting doctor by the back of the neck.
“Domus,” I whispered as he struggled.
Boom.
We leaped away from the academy in a cloud of smoke.
Throwing the pathetic man down onto the rough concrete floor, I locked manacles around his wrists before he could react.
He squinted up at me and visibly relaxed. “Oh thank Kronos, I thought you were Kharon.”
I stared down at him in silence.
Slowly, he tensed as he took in my unmasked expression.
“Fronti nulla fides,” I whispered viciously.
Do not trust the appearance.
His eyes filled with terror.
I was done pretending.
He shouted and yanked, steel chains rattling as he fought to get away from me.
“Do you treat all your female patients so roughly?” I asked, my voice echoing around the cavernous room of my dungeon. “You didn’t need to expose herFUCKING BREASTS,” I bellowed in his face, “to treat her shoulder wound.”
He whimpered and pissed himself.
“P-P-P-Please, on Kronos’s honor, I won’t do it again,” he said.
The House of Hermes’s fish flashed on his white coat pocket as he trembled with fear.
“Don’t hurt me,” he begged. “She’s just an Olympian mutt, she doesn’t matter—she didn’t even know. It wasn’t a big deal. I just wanted to see her chest. Just a glimpse. There are so few Spartan women,” he babbled.
I tasted bile.
To think what he would have done if we hadn’t been there to stop him. What he could also do to Helen.
He was a highly respected doctor who often worked closely with all the Houses.
