Page 64 of The Demigod

I knew that voice.

I sometimes heard it.

Butinsidemy head.

When her siblings had been beating the shit out of me.

Oizys.

I managed to turn my head, to get a quick glance at her.

Before the pain screamed through my mind, through my spirit.

It… cracked down the center of me.

The last thing I could remember thinking before everything turned to agony was that I was leaving her alone.

My shadow girl.

Mine.

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

Nox

It was strange to see my siblings not engaged in torture, to hear snippets of their casual conversations, to see them cuddling close to partners or plucking snacks off of trays of food.

There was a sweet scent in the room that I didn’t recognize, but it overwhelmed everything else. And, oddly, it made my belly grumble.

Focus.

I needed to focus.

The faster I could get the drinks drugged, the sooner I could get back out and drop my shadow. Before, hopefully, it drained me completely.

The problem was there seemed to be no communal pitcher or bottle I could spike.

I was going to need to get their cups individually.

My heart thudded painfully in my chest as I moved closer to Momus.

True, he wasn’t exactly a threat. He hadn’t shown any violent tendencies at all. But there was no telling if he would try to stop Daemon from going upstairs, from freeing whoever was helping keep Nemesis captive.

He had to be drugged too.

Luckily, his arm was draped casually on the arm of a chair as he turned his head to accept a grape straight off a bunch from a beautiful woman.

Daemon seemed relatively sure that only a drop or two of the liquid would be enough to completely incapacitate the gods, so that was all I gave Momus, wanting to make sure I had enough left for everyone else.

As soon as the drops were in his glass, I moved against the wall, taking slow, careful breaths, not wanting anyone to hear me gasping for breath because my heart felt like it was in a vice that was squeezing tighter with each second.

I stepped toward Eris next, having to wait a precious few moments for her attention to get distracted enough for me to slip the extract in her glass.

I inched toward Ares next, but one of the humans rushed toward the center of the room, sending me stepping backward blindly.

My back hit a table, making the contents on the top wobble around.

Shit.

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