ZEUS
The door to Father's office seals behind me with that soft hiss. I don't look back. There's no point.
One chance.
His voice still rings in my head. Like he’s doing me a favor. Like I haven’t earned more than scraps.
I’ve fought more than Darian for the position of next in line, I’ve proved myself every single time, but nobody sees it.
They’re all blinded by Darian’s birthright, so much that they’re willing to eliminate the only person who’s making him reconsider his disorder for the throne.
If this isn’t stupidity, I have no idea what else it could be.
I walk fast through the corridor, anger pulsing in my veins. The Haven is cold by design. No warmth, no softness. Just function. Like Father wanted. Like I learned to be.
At the end of the hallway, I veer toward the residenti
