31.
PERCY’S POV
I groaned and dragged the blanket tighter over my head.Who the hell was blowing up my phone at this ungodly hour?
I refused to open my eyes. Refused to move. Maybe if I ignored it long enough, whoever it was would get the hint.The ringing stopped.
Silence.
Then it started again.
Persistent…Relentless.
By the sixth ring, I gave up. Swearing under my breath, I threw the blanket off and sat up. One hand reached blindly for the phone while the other rubbed the sleep from my face.The irritation vanished the second I saw the name on the screen.
Phoebe.
My heart slammed against my ribs.
She wouldn’t call this early unless something was wrong.
A cold wave swept through me.
If anything happened to her—
If anything happened to Xavier—
My hands were already shaking as I
