Let Them Think That

M- 18

Artemis PoV

Percy and I were making out on the couch.

I was wrapped around him as he kissed me, holding me tight as though it were the end of the world.

My husband pulled away, and I pouted a little. "What's wrong?"

"There's a group of gods planning to capture you and...um, you can probably guess the rest," he sighed.

"How can you tell?" I asked.

"Part of my loyalty domain allows me to figure out if someone wants to harm my loved ones," Percy explained.

I curled up in his lap. "They haven't actually done anything to me, so there's nothing that I can do."

He kissed my forehead. "Yeah, but you have to follow that rule strictly because you're an Olympian."

"What are you suggesting?" I asked.

"Nothing," my husband replied. "Just tell me if guys start bothering you."

I raised a brow at him.

"Please," my lover added.

Kissing his cheek, I leaned into his chest. "Alright."

Percy held me close, and I kissed him softly as we sat on the couch.

His phone buzzed, and I gave a sound of exasperation.

"I'm sorry," my husband started. "An issue's come up in my domain."

"Can I come?" I asked impulsively.

He took a deep breath. "I'm going to deal with some mortals that have been abusing women and children. I know you can look after yourself, but I don't want you around them."

"One of those man things?" I guided.

Percy nodded. "Thank you for understanding."

He stood and snapped his fingers, clothing morphing into armour.

I pecked his lips. "I'll be with my hunters."

Percy PoV

The complex itself was fairly nice. Nothing was broken or dirty, and everyone I passed seemed unaware of what actually happened here on a daily basis.

I located the monitor room and found gruesome sights of abuse.

Using a switch hidden by several papers and beer cans, I powered off the locks keeping innocent mortals stuck in those evil chambers.

The door busted open, and I quickly uncapped Riptide.

Yes, I was a god now, but since I was
originally a demigod, mortal weapons could still harm me.

Judging by the number of weapons the mortals had, the fighting would last a while.

Artemis PoV

The new hunters were doing well with the archery techniques.

Not quite bullseyes yet, but close to it, even with the moving targets.

Of my hunters, it was definitely more difficult to deal with the older ones.

And as opposed to what you might be thinking, yes, it was because they were immature.

When hunters first join, they're serious for fear of being excluded.

After a few years, they loosen up and become somewhat immature with pranks and such.