THIRD POV
Athena looked up sharply when the door to her home slammed open. The scent of blood and sweat reached her first, followed by another scent that immediately caused her entire body to tense. Something about the smell felt familiar, though Athena couldn’t place it. But she couldn't help but feel like she was supposed to know it somehow, like this wasn’t the first time she had smelled it.
A heartbeat later, Lina and Sera stumbled in, half-carrying, half-dragging Gia between them. Mia rushed in behind them, her breath ragged, eyes wide with worry.
Athena’s eyes landed on them and immediately widened. “Put her on the table, now,” she ordered, meeting them halfway.
They did as told, and Gia’s limp body sank into the furs on the table. Her skin was deathly pale, and her lips were cra
