CHAPTER 22
AURORAMedusa stood outside the cave and tugged her veil back when she realized I had come alone. “I must be quick, Aurora. I have business with other gods, but I know you want to talk. So, please, go on.”
I sat on a rock inside the cave, breathing in the foul scent of the abandoned hound hideout underneath the dirt ground and remembering when this spot hadn’t brought back such horrific memories.
This used to be Jeremy’s and my spot.
One day, I would make sure that it was again.
But first, I needed answers about the hounds and the underworld, my powers, and these gods who seemed to plague my dreams and nightmares. Who really was Dawn, and why was I seeing her memories if she was dead?
“Aurora?” Medusa asked, sitting beside me and patting my knee. A soft wind was carried int
