From Titans (Book 4) Read Online Free

From Titans (Book 4)
Book: From Titans (Book 4) Read Online Free
Author: Mary Ting
Tags: Fantasy, paranormal romance, Young Adult, Percy Jackson, love and romance, greek mythology, mary ting, roman and greek
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terrified expression with her
hypnotic smile. Despite how long I ’ d been locked up, her expression
never left me, staying in the forefront of my mind, reminding me I
needed to stay alive for her.
    “ I
don’ t want to see her,” I lied. “She means
nothing to me.” Saying those words hurt, even though it
wasn ’ t the truth.
    “ I see.
That ’ s too bad. But you ’ ll see her soon enough. And when
you do, you won ’ t want to be with her
anymore.”
    What did she mean by that?
I stiffened and anger blasted through me. “Leave her out of this.
I ’ m
the one you want, not her.”
    “ But I already have you.
There ’ s something else I want.”
    “ What?” I wanted to punch
anything, but nothing existed there, not even a wall.
    “ You ’ ll see. Now be a good
boy and eat your applesauce.”
    I hated when she used a motherly voice. The
smell of the sweet apple filled my nostrils. It appeared out of
thin air on the ground. How badly I wanted to scarf it down.
Another spotlight illuminated the large bowl of sweet-smelling
beige mush.
    “ I ’ m not going to eat
it,” I huffed.
    “ Then I guess
I ’ ll
have to feed it to you myself.”
    What the hell was she
talking about? “You come any closer, and I ’ ll zap you with my powers.
Stay away from me.”
    “ Now, now, Mason. You need
to gain your strength. We ’ ll be having visitors soon.
I ’ ve
already sent out invitations. I can ’ t wait for this party. I
can ’ t wait to announce my surprise.”
    Then she was gone.

    Skylar
    Mason ’ s barking startled me
awake. The tears had stopped, but my heart was still broken and
bleeding. Taking a semester off was a great idea. Mason encouraged
it so I ’ d spend more time with him and learn how to run Bella
Amore.
    A knock on the door had Mason barking
louder. When I opened the bedroom door, he dashed downstairs.
Putting on my white robe, I sped after Mason to find him waiting by
the front door. His tail wagging told me it was someone we
knew.
    When I looked through
the peep hole, Kayla flashed her white teeth and waved a
hand.
    I opened the door and squinted in the
brightness. “Kayla, come in. Were we supposed to meet today?”
    As soon as Kayla closed
the door, Mason jumped on her. Kayla bent down to pet him. “Nope,
but since it ’ s Saturday I figured
you ’ d be home. I would ’ ve come earlier but I
didn ’ t know what time you ’ d be up. Judging from what
you ’ re wearing, you just woke up?”
    “ What time is
it?”
    “ Almost noon. I brought
something for us to eat.”
    I hadn ’ t noticed the bag in
her hand until she mentioned it. “Oh, thank you.”
    “ I ’ m starving.
Let ’ s eat.” Kayla headed to the kitchen, and I followed. “So,
Nick reminded me you ’ re meeting the Oracles today. I
hope they have some great news.” She peeled open a paper and laid
out sandwiches. “I got you pastrami or turkey and avocado. I
didn ’ t know which one you ’ d want.
I ’ m
sure you don ’ t feel like eating at all, but
you have to keep up your strength. Nick wanted to come, but I
wanted to come alone. It ’ s been so long since we had some
time together. We text each other, but it ’ s not the same.”
    I placed a hand on her arm
across the island. “Thanks, Kayla. You didn ’ t have to do this for me,
but I appreciate it. Everyone has been so supportive, and
you ’ ve all taken care of me. It ’s just …it ’ s…it ’ s like
Mason… died. ” The last word was difficult
to say as my lips quivered. Tears dampened my eyes.
“ I don’ t know if he ’ s in pain or if
he ’ s
even alive.”
    For the longest time, I
couldn ’ t share anything about the gods with Kayla. I had to keep it
all to myself. It felt good to be able to talk to her about all the
crazy things that happened. Kayla was a good sport. She took it in
stride and accepted our specialness.
    Kayla came around to my
side and embraced me. “He ’ s alive. You have to believe
that. I know you ’ ll
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