ARES' POV

Jason turned to me, his brows drawn tightly in concern. "What are we going to do now? we can't wait like this bastard suggested."

I clenched my fists, so hard my knuckles cracked. Rage surged in my blood like a hurricane barely kept in check. "They want me... so why don't I grace them with my presence," I ground out, my voice low and deadly.

But then....

A sharp, searing pain stabbed through my chest like I'd been pierced with a burning blade. I staggered, one hand flying ...