“I don’t want you.” I force the words out, even against the intoxication I feel seeping through me.
“That’s crazy.” He reaches out and touches me.
I yank my arm back. “I don’t want you. Not now. Not then.”
Reese steps close. “You do. You want me more than life itself. I see it in your eyes. I can smell it on you. You want me with every inch of your glorious body.” He grabs my arm now and holds it, his grip tightening until it hurts.
My body is dying to go to him. To give in to his words. Words I know are true. And words I know are planted by him, but I don’t care.
“Yes, Piper. Come to me. Be with me forever.”
My legs betray me, carrying me forward. But some part of my brain stops them, until I’m held rigid by my own internal battle.
“I don’t want you.” I can only get out a whisper now.
He’s leaning toward me. His smell is in my nose. In my mouth. I can’t fight it. I don’t want to fight it anymore. I just want to give in to what I know is right.
“Yes.” I whisper the word.
Reese smiles, and his eyes meet mine. And in them, I see the deception, masked behind sapphire irises. He’s coming for me. And I can’t stop him alone.
“Shayne.” I call him, praying he’ll come. Because I don’t think I’ll have a second chance.
“He won’t come,” Reese says. And then his lips are on mine, and I close my eyes.
Chapter 43
Darkness
Reese’s kiss is hot and hard, and I feel like he’s about to devour me. My mind fills with fog, and even though my brain screams against me, I kiss him back. But then, with a sudden motion, he flies across the room, landing on his back.
The door bangs open, and a breeze blows into the room, clearing away the drug that is Reese. I look around, but don’t see anything. And then a familiar hand touches me on the cheek, stroking it gently.
“Shayne?” He’s come.
I feel him but don’t see him anywhere. And then his lips are on mine, and I know everything I thought about him is wrong. I love him more than life itself. He’s my perfect soulmate, and I’ll never belong with another. The assembly of gods be damned.
“Shhhh,” he whispers in my ear. “I’m sorry I took so long.”
I still don’t see him, but he’s here, and his invisible presence moves away from me; I know he’s heading for Reese.
“Ares!” Shayne’s voice booms across the Botanical Haven.
Reese is on the ground, but he jumps to his feet, and a grin filled with malevolence covers his face.
How could I ever have kissed him?
“Nobody invited you to this party, Hades,” Reese says.
I look at my mom, who’s glancing around, trying to find Shayne, not looking at me.
“Piper invited me.” His voice comes from a different location now. He’s moving around. And he’s invisible.
Reese jumps out toward the voice, but when he reaches out and closes his arms, they come up empty.
“Looking for something, Ares?” Shayne’s voice again, now coming from near the register.
Reese whips around. “Why don’t you take off your helmet and fight like you aren’t a coward.”
Helmet. Of course. Shayne has his Helm of Darkness on. No one can see through it. Not even the gods.
“Cowards drug their victims, Ares. If you’re looking for a coward, you should check the mirror.” And when Shayne finishes talking, a giant palm tree lifts and flies through the air, hitting Reese on the back so hard he slams into the register.
But Reese is expecting it. The terra cotta pot shatters on the hard tiles, and he spins, flinging my mom’s scissors which he’s picked up from the ground.
They fly through the air, stick in something invisible, and vanish. And I hear Shayne’s gasp of pain. He’s been hit.
“Ah ha.” Reese is smiling now, walking toward the spot where Shayne is. “Maybe you can keep the helmet on after all.” He punches out, but his fist keeps going, hitting nothing but air.
“I want you to leave Piper alone. Forever.”
Reese looks toward me. “Piper wants to be with me.”
I shake my head. “No! I don’t.”
But Reese licks his lips. “You seemed to want to be with me in the greenhouse.”
“Shut up!” I scream, willing him to stop.
He turns away, his eyes roving the room for Shayne. “Do you know how sweet your Piper tastes? How hard her nipples are when she’s excited?”
“I can’t stand you!” I want it to not be true. For me to never have done anything with him. And I don’t want Shayne to hear. My face is hot, and everything around me is starting to turn red. “You’re a monster.”
But Reese is having too much fun to stop. “You didn’t seem to think so when we were together.”
“We were never together!” I want Shayne to know, whether true or not, I was not a willing party.
A bucket slams into the back of Reese’s head, wiping the smile off his face. He falls to the ground, but lands in a crouched position, like a lion ready to pounce.
“It’s time you let someone else have a turn, Hades. Let someone else show her how it feels to be a woman.”
I shake my head. The only person I want—I’ve ever wanted—is Shayne. “I would rot in Tartarus before I’d be with you.” I take my own scissors and pitch them at Reese, but he springs off the ground, and I miss him by inches. And then I feel a slight brush on my cheek, and my hair moves aside. I turn, but it’s gone.
It’s only when I notice the drops of blood on the ground that I know Shayne is in trouble. Each a footstep apart and moving across the room. And before I can warn him, Reese notices, too, and he pounces, landing on top of an invisible form, so it looks like he’s levitating in the air.
Shayne pops into visibility, and Reese tosses the Helm of Darkness across the room where it clatters to the ground near my mom who’s still standing there, watching like she’s placed money on a boxing match and needs to see who will win.
Reese and Shayne fight, rolling around in a battle I fear will end in only hurt. The struggle is a blur of flailing limbs and electricity mimicking the storm outside. I want to go in and stop it but know I can’t. Shayne has Reese in a throat lock so tight that Reese’s head begins to turn white. He manages to throw Shayne off, gasping for air as he stands up. And then he’s back on Shayne, pressing Shayne’s head together with the flats of his hands. And Reese turns him to face me.
“Who do you love, Piper?”
I watch in horror as I see Shayne struggling to break free from Reese’s grip. But it’s like a vise.
“Let him go!”
Reese shakes his head. “I can’t. I can’t trust him ever. He’ll take you away from me.”
“I’m not yours. I never will be. I never was!”
Reese smiles as Shayne’s face turns redder and redder. His head is being crushed.
“Oh, yes. You are.”
Shayne’s eyes can’t focus. He’s losing, and I’m going to lose him.
“See, Piper. You and I were meant to be together. I’ll make you so happy.”
I shake my head, trying to erase his words, but they won’t go away.
“I see it in your face. You want me.”
My face? All he should see there is loathing, but whatever hope I’ve given Reese for our future gives Shayne the opportunity he needs. He shoves his arms under Reese’s and breaks free, rolling away.
And then Reese moves. Not toward Shayne, but right at me. He reaches me, wrapping a sweaty arm around my waist. I twist and try to escape, but he’s got me too tight.