Elena POV
Wetting my lips with my tongue, I scrambled for answers past the heat rushing to my head. “I-I…”
He bent his head to look at me when I gave up trying to explain and his face darkened. “It is. Why didn’t you say anything?”
“I didn’t know.” I said, swallowing as I clung tighter to him and drew in deep breaths, filling my lungs with his scent.
Cursing quietly, he walked faster, “how is this even possible? You were supposed to have it at eighteen. Everyone does.”
“I wasn’t exactly living like everyone else at eighteen.” I said. “Between the constant starvation and the amount of work I had to do, I’m not really surprised about this.”
“When I get my hands on Carter,” Draven growled. “Not even the goddess would be able to save him.”
“You think they’re still alive?” I asked. “Have
