ARES' POV

The murmuring crowd around the pool began to blur into white noise as my gaze fixed on him. Noah. He stood by the edge of the pool, his short dark, glittering under the sunset, those stormy gray eyes sparking like lightning against the clear blue water. My heart pounded in a maddening rhythm I couldn’t control, like a war drum set off by his presence,  but before I could move....He did.

Sebastian.

The bastard approached him like a predator cloaked in silk, too smooth, too casual. ...