Zeus's POV.
"What do you mean?" Jonathan asked.
I held the guard's gaze, and I knew he was too scared to respond because he was literally trembling and fidgeting with the weapon he was holding.
"Who escaped?" I asked with a hoarse voice.
"The traitor. The one that killed the..."
"Lead us there," I interrupted sharply, cutting him off and stepping out from behind Jonathan's frame.
The guard scurried forward, and I followed him. I could hear Jonathan's hurried footsteps behind me, but I was already battling with my conflicting emotions, and nothing else could get my attention.
Was I furious? Yes, but I also felt something else, something I can't explain. Fear, anger, apprehension, and more mixed and churned within me that I lost track of the present until I heard loud noises.
The gu
