Hades POV
Do I want sweet and tangy BBQ sauce or savor the meat as is? Toasted? Roasted?
I could smell the fear on the other side of the door; it was Niko. He should be scared. He ruined a moment I had been craving since I met Gwen, and something tells me he is doing it on purpose. The large dark wooded door slung open as I gripped the handle. Niko's head was bowed, and cowering in fear. Good, he should be.
Gripping his neck, he let out a gulp as I closed the door behind me, so my mate didn't have to witness such violence. She didn't deserve that. Slamming Niko on the other side of the wall, a few pictures of demonic entities fell to the floor with a thump. "What do you want, Niko?" I spat out as I tightened my grip.
"My Lord, there is news about Selene-" he tried to breathe. "H-Herm
