Ares and Winona jolted awake at the noise coming from the hallway below. Ares’ hand moved from her waist, and she blinked at him, still half-dazed.

“What's with the noise?” Winona murmured, voice thick with sleep.

The shouting grew louder even more.

Vanessa’s voice pierced the quiet, screaming. Hades’ voice followed, angry and firm.

Ares swung his legs off the bed, landing on the floor with quiet urgency. He ran toward the stairs.

Winona moved quickly, pulling on a simple house ...