Chapter 54

• A warm liquid splashed across my face, making me jump in my spot. I ran my hand over my cheek and brought it down to speculate. It was dark, reeking of a familiar, undesired coppery smell.
• I gasped, looking at Hades who stood rigid, his silver orbs wide with shock. My gaze lowered to his chest, a hole marring the expensive fabric of his suit. Same dark liquid poured off of it.
• "Hades," my voice was barely above a whisper, laced with disbelief and fear. "No..."