CHAPTER 9
AURORA“They’re retreating,” Hades announced, stopping and watching the hellhounds sprinting in the opposite direction through the woods. He stuck the end of his bident on the ground and clenched his jaw. “They’re leaving.”
I watched the wolves run far away from here after we had destroyed about half of them with our strength, numbers, and magic. But it didn’t make sense. They were alone, and it seemed like we had found them and cut them off, as if they were running somewhere to meet up with someone—maybe Hella.
“Mars isn’t here,” I announced, more for myself than for Hades or Apollo or even Ares. I walked through the dead hellhounds that we needed to kill in order to survive and frowned, not finding Mars anywhere. “Where is he?”
“They must’ve been fighting elsewhere,” Minerva
