IT WAS the morning after when I heard the big siren that woke the entirety of the castle. I had never heard a sound so loud before that it deafened my ears halfway. I sprung out of bed, with adrenaline pumped into my bloodstream. My most immediate thought was that Rhys had found me. He did. Now I could not escape anymore. But then I jumped toward my kids, making sure that they were alright.
Getting dressed as quickly as I could, I attempted to pick all three of them up when suddenly the door slammed open violently. I let out the biggest scream, hoping that someone would hear me in case something bad was coming.
It was Flint. She was dressed like she had just put on everything together that her hands could find. The young girl picked up Zeus, while I picked up Hades. Not long after, Rita
