Chapter 86: Embrace It

Eve~

The room was darker than usual, lit only by the pale glow of the moon filtering through the floor-to-ceiling windows. I'd been lying in bed for hours, staring at the ceiling and rehearsing the conversation I needed to have with Hades.

I heard him before I saw him—the low click of the door, the deliberate sound of his shoes on the polished floors. My body tensed instinctively. His gait was uneven, and there was an air of barely restrained energy radiating off him, like a storm barely contained.

When he stepped into the dim light, I saw it—the slight sway in his stance, the looseness in his movements. His dark hair was mussed, the crisp lines of his usual composure frayed at the edges. But it was his eyes that caught me. They glowed faintly, too bright, too feral.

He was tipsy. And agitated. If the sneer that took over his features when our eyes met was anything to go by. Not off to a good start it would seem.