Augustus' P.O.V.
I woke up with a splitting headache. Percy drank me from under the table. I should have known better than to challenge a wolf to a drinking contest. My fault, though. I rubbed my temples with my eyes closed, still lying in bed. Ares wants us to train on how to control the darkness today, but I am so damn hungover. Mom is going to kill me if she realizes it.
I'm so dead.
Dragging myself out of bed, I surveyed my unfamiliar environment and realized I wasn't in my bedroom. A feeling of dread filled me as I glanced around the area.
Where the hell am I?
“I see you finally woke up.” When she spoke, an instant sense of ease swept over me. Andy’s kind face smiled at me from her small white desk.
“What am I doing here?”
“Well, you passed out after about your 10th beer,
