Eris, the Alpha of silence.

Chapter 25

Eris was the first to wake from their blissful slumber . She was laying on her back between her two males, their legs entangled with hers and their arms were wrapped possessively around her waist. Her thoughts were, for once, calm. The storm her mind usually conjured missing.

She moved her head slightly, glancing at both Ezra and Hades, her heart was calm and she was feeling warm all over.

She hated that. She knew she couldn't get attached nor she could allow them to.

She sighed, trailing her hands softly over Ezra's features, taking all of him in, in an intimate manner this time, then turning to do the same for Hades, she knew she couldn't stay there. Calysta mindlinked her, telling her she was needed and she wouldn't ignore her duties, not even for the calmness she always craved for, even if it were for a mere second.

She was grateful for the beautiful moments the three of them shared but those were over now and she couldn't allow herself to believe that it could always be like that.

She moved silently, deciding against waking the two gods, she untangled herself from them, watching them move closer to each other once she was away.

Her lips rose at the corners for a moment but then she was reminded about the situation at hand by Calysta's voice and she left. Her once noticeable form now blending with the shadows, her soft steps no longer heard and her mind no longer at peace.

"Alpha, you have a visitor." Exclaimed Calysta the moment Eris entered her office.

Zeus was seated on one of Eris's sofas, watching her lazily.

She motioned for Calysta to leave and with a bow, she nodded towards Eris and Zeus before leaving.

"They are closer than ever, Eris." Those were his first words.

A rage like no other built up inside Eris's soul, the nerve of those creatures was starting to anger her beyond belief.

"Eris, your time is running short and the war is near. Did you find it?" His voice was calm but there was an underlying agitation in his tone.

Eris refused to answer.

She didn't find it yet.

"Eris, don't make me repeat myself. Did. You. Find. It." Zeus was itching for an answer which was to say the least, obvious.

The lack of response was all he needed, really.

He stood up and started pacing, he glanced at Eris, needing to understand what she was feeling but what he saw stopped him in his tracks.

She was calm.

"I never quite understood you, you know? At the beginning, when tortured, you used to fear death. You used to beg for mercy but with time, you stopped.
Stopped begging, stopped crying, stopped fearing death yet not in a broken manner, no. They didn't succeed in that, though that raises a lot more questions than I know you would be willing to answer."

He moved closer to her.

"Tell me, Eris, what is it that makes you tick? When will you ever care about what happens to you?
And by you, I mean yourself, not everyone else." Zeus yelled annoyed, as a god, he is to be without fear yet Eris's lack of interest in her life in spite of her knowledge of her purpose, was the only known thing that scared him and he was not ashamed to admit it.