Andreas P.O.V
“You…” I gasp in disbelief.
“Hello again, Andreas.” The man who has been hunting me for the last five years stands and walks over to where I am handcuffed to a chair.
“You’re behind all of this?” I ask, looking around the room and at the six large steel dog cages lined up along one wall.
“I’ve been looking for you for a long time, Andreas,” he says, ignoring my question. “What made you come out of hiding?”
I glare at him, refusing to talk.
“It was Athena, right? She somehow found you, and you two were working together?”
A small growl escapes my throat at the mention of Athena.
‘Keep it together, Andy. They can’t know she’s our mate,’ Ares warns, and I take a deep breath to try to calm myself.
“You’re mistaken if you think she’ll save you. She isn’t even looking for
