“Ares!” Winona’s voice rang across the terminal.

Astrid and Ares turned toward the sound. Winona appeared in the waiting area, slipping past passengers while two security guards rushed after her.

Ares’s eyes widened.

“Winona…” Ares stepped forward, ready to run to her, but Astrid’s voice cut in sharply.

“Go and try, Ares. You know what will happen,” she warned.

The reminder hit him like a wall. His parents. Jackson. Astrid still held everything over his head. His foot ...