December 19th
Leo's POV
"Oh shit," I said after getting off the phone with my sister. "My Luna has gone into early labour."
"How inconvenient," Luciano said in a bored tone as he threw a ball at the wall and caught it again for the hundredth time.
We were standing in the prison in which we kept Hestia, the wife of the man who supposedly finding out the name of the Rogue leader. We'd been there waiting all day, practically shriveling up and dying of boredom. Of course, Luciano had suggested I let him entertain himself with the poor human woman imprisoned in the next room but he was still under strict orders not to lay a finger on her. much to his annoyance
"I have to go," I announced.
"But there's still 4 hours and 45 minutes before Achilles has to be here with your information."