Chapter 63 Bound In Shadows

• Hera's Point of View
• My breath hitched as the cold blade pressed against my neck. The bite of silver stung my skin, and my eyes locked onto Hades, his face twisted with something I hadn’t seen before—something darker than anger, deeper than jealousy. This was possession.
• “Hades, what are you doing?” I managed, my voice barely a whisper as I held Ares behind me, shielding him from the sight of the knife at my throat.