Naomi POV

HADES.

Naomi growled, low at first, then rising to a fierce fever pitch. She couldn’t see him, but she could d*mn well smell his stink.

He just couldn’t resist coming back to cause trouble even though Cyran had beaten him through courage. Basilisks couldn’t resist looking at their own reflection if you shone a mirror in their faces. You’d think they’d learn, but they didn’t.

Cyran murmured, low, “I’m going to teleport you back, Naomi. I was ...