Daughter of Hecate

Chapter Twenty-Three

Caleb
             "Clearly I've seen enough to know what it looks like," Sappho said with a pained expression painted all over  her face. Then the connection broke.
          "Good she's gone," Drew, a daughter of Aphrodite, purred wrapping her legs around my waist seductively.
        I pulled her off of me and left the weapons shed we hid in. This was all my fault and  I ruined all of my chances with Sappho.  I decided to mess around and that destroyed our relationship.        
        As I made my way into the Apollo cabin I saw a man in a golden toga with a matching quiver and bow sitting on my bed. Obviously he was a god, his ego seemed to fill the entire cabin and his smirk proved that he thought he was above everyone here.
        "Caleb," he said standing up from my bed. "you are needed up in Olympus."
        "What?" I asked, "Who are you?"
        He laughed at me as if I were stupid. "I am Eros. And you are needed up in Olympus. Something happened that will effected the entire prophecy." 
        I gave him a wary expression. "And what is that?"
         "Sappho has found love at first sight and true love."
         "With who?!" I asked furiously.
        Eros looked amused. "Luke Castillan, but that's not the problem-"
        "Not the problem? Falling in love with the host of Kronos is not the problem?"
        "You don't understand, love is a very fragile emotion for you mortals. One little thing can set it off balance. Sappho and Luke are experiencing both types of love. That has only happened once and it did not end very pretty."
        I paled. "What happened to them?"
        "They both committed suicide."
        "Then why do you need me?" I asked.
        "Me and my mother hoped that you would set off the balance of their relationship."
        I eyed the god dubiously, "And how are the two of you going to do that?"
        "I don't have these arrows for nothing," he replied coyly.