Usually it was Chaos who responded to threats of such a nature, who roared to the surface with the mist around me, thunder and lightning forming a storm in my hair, falling stars shooting from the neckline of my gown as she became herself through me.

She didn't have time to respond this round, however. I think I knew what was coming and had a head of fury on even before Juno opened her ugly, hurtful mouth and said what she just said about Delilah. About my baby ...