Parisa's POV
Slamming the door to my old room, I fell on the bed with a large "umph." Mama harassed me all the way home. Saying I needed to be more sensitive to Hades, that he was a god on top of that dealing with his new wolf. Sure, that was true but think of all the crap I have been through. I went from knowing nothing about myself to knowing everything, being mated to the god of the Underworld. I gritted my teeth again and slammed my hand on the fluffy comforter. Screaming into the silky sheets, I pulled my hair.
Who was I kidding? I already missed him, and the disappointment and guilt in his feelings didn't help me walk away. Pushing off the bed, I hear a roar and Keith yelling a mass mind-link for everyone to get out of the forest. Running to the window, my hands land on either side
