Chapter 25 : Drug

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Zeus was regarded to be more powerful than all the Olympians put together.

This includes his brothers, Poseidon and Hades.

Knowing this, the other Gods and Demigods feared him.

They tried to trick him rather than challenging him.

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I knew our conversation was over the moment Zion turned in the direction we came

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I knew our conversation was over the moment Zion turned in the direction we came. "We need to get going. The others might be worried."

His voice was clipped as he trampled down the path, pushing branches out of his way. I could barely hear my footsteps as I trudged along, feeling numb from the conversation we just had. The wind blew against my hair and I quickly tied it into a bun before slipping my hands into the red hoodie.

We got back to the group in time to see everyone had gathered. Liam had perched on a tree branch -- his knees bent in a squat. The moon reflected the smooth skin on his bare chest as his two tails swung from his position. The huge wings on his back were tucked at his side, posing a daunting aura. He cocked his head like a feline as his cat eyes glanced between Zion and me.

It didn't take a miracle to guess what he was thinking. He probably read my previous emotions like a book and was piecing the situation together. And like a call to announce his presence, the greek tattoo on my wrist thrummed to life. I glanced away from his piercing gaze.

Can he sense the other two sins? Did he have a conversation with them while I was with Zion -- defending him?

You think it's safer to be with Liam than with me.

I leaned by the blue Camaro as Eros swooped down, landing in Zion's path.  The dried leaves fluttered around him from the influence. He still wore the black pants from Star-crossed inc. Not to mention the bunny flip-flops.

"Hello, your highness." The god of love made a bow and winked. His white feathered wing stretched to the side, displaying their flawless beauty.

Aside from wanting to touch them, how does he keep them clean?

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