Chapter 8. Good at Lying

Athena

Daxon? Right beside me?

My heart feels like it stops completely. The world around me seems to tilt, and for a moment, I can’t think straight. How did he find me?

I thought I was safe down here, hidden away from everything that haunts me. But somehow, he’s followed me. He always finds me, doesn’t he? No matter how far I run, no matter how well I hide, Daxon always finds me.

My hands start trembling first, then my whole body follows. The familiar taste of copper fills my mouth as I bite down on my tongue to keep from screaming.

The crowded marketplace that had felt so warm and welcoming just moments ago now feels like a trap, with too many people, too many sounds, too many places for him to hide.

“Athena?”

Tristan’s voice cuts through my panic, but it sounds like it’s coming from underwater. I can barely hear him over the roaring in my ears, over the sound of my own heartbeat thundering so loud I’m sure everyone can hea