Zane POV
I don't know where to look. On the one hand, Elara is half naked thanks to Zeus, and I have forgotten how glorious she looks naked. On the other hand, the dark webbing that covered my dying brother's body is beginning to fade. Color is coming back to his face, and he is able to sit up without help.
"We should call for a doctor," Elara whispers.
"Let's not be so hasty," I say. "We have a son now and a free babysitter for the night. We shouldn't waste this opportunity."
"Zane," Elara gasps. "Your brother was just dying."
"And now I'm not," Zeke smirks and I know he is in agreement. We just need to convince Zeus.
Elara turns to Zeus for backup, but he scratches the back of his neck awkwardly.
"Not you, too," she groans.
"It's hard to make a logical decision
