From Titans (Book 4) by Mary Ting Read Free Book Online

re all I want to dream about.
Thinking about our time together keeps me from falling apart. I
know you ’ re trying to find a way to bring me home, and I promise
I ’ ll
do everything I can to go home to you.
    The sound of
Eris ’ s voice broke me away from Sky, but not for long. Between my
limited view and the immobility of my head, my eyes could only
focus on Sky. Eris liked to play games, and she made it clear
something would happen to Sky if I didn ’ t cooperate.
    “ What are your demands?
What do you want in exchange for Mason?” Zeus ’ s voice
echoed in my mind.
    After a long silence, Eris finally answered,
“I thought you would never ask.”

    Skylar
    Hades leveled his burning
eyes at Eris, still blocked by the invisible wall.
“You ’ re crazy. Why can ’ t you get it
yourself?”
    Eris gazed at her long
nails, adorned with rhinestones, and then rolled her eyes as if she
was bored. “What would be the fun in that? I like to create chaos.
You ’ re an idiot, Hades. Midas has been dead a long time. Why else
do you think I asked you to get the gold from the river?
I ’ m
only asking for a cup of the gold river. Do you think you can
manage that?”
    The invisible wall blazed
with fire from Hades ’ s hands, but the fire quickly
died. “Stealing gold from the river is suicide.
I ’ m no idiot, ” he sneered. “We might turn to gold ourselves.”
    Eris grazed the tree roots
along her necklace with her fingernail. “That ’ s not my problem. If
you refuse, then you might as well say goodbye to Mason and
leave.”
    “ Why do you need the gold
water?” Poseidon asked. He ’ s been the calmest of all three
gods so far.
    Eris rolled her eyes.
“Stupid god asks stupid question. Why do you think? I
don ’ t have any more gold apples. It ’ s my signature.”
    “ That ’ s it?” Poseidon threw
his arms in the air. “Not to cure a sickness or help others? You
want us to risk our lives so your apples turn to gold. Forget
it.”
    “ Wait.
I’ ll do
it, ” I jumped in. I hated Eris with every
cell in my body, and I wanted to give her pain as much as she had
given me, but she had my Mason. I ’ d do anything to set him free,
even if it meant risking my own life.
    If I agreed, others would
follow. Listening to the gods talk to each other was like
overhearing a conversation about who had the bigger ego. The
conversation would go on and on, and although the gods might have
sounded as if they didn ’ t want to meet
Eris ’ s demand, they would do the right thing.
    Eris gazed at Mason
adoringly, rubbing his biceps. “I knew you would, Sky. I see why
you would for him. Just look at him.” She eyed him lustfully,
running her hands down his chest. “He ’ s so sexy.” She moaned and licked
her lips.
    Disgusted, I turned away.
    “ Where is this river, and
how do we find it?” Nick jumped in with the question before I had
the chance.
    She took a step in front
of Mason and wrapped his arms loosely around her neck. Snuggling
her cheek to his hand, Eris said, “Well, I really
don ’ t know.”
    “ What do you mean you
don ’ t know?” Everett huffed. He ’ d been patient and quiet until
then.
    We were all losing our tempers.
    Eris slipped away from
Mason and slammed her hand against the invisible wall. No sound
rang, but her blue eyes hardened in pure rage and turned black for
a second. “Don ’ t you know the story of King
Midas?” She shook her head. “Tsk, tsk, tsk. Let me enlighten you,
idiots.”
    The three gods growled, and Eris snickered.
She loved attention, but she seemed to love troubling their
emotions and playing with their minds even more.
    “ No, thanks.” Nick crossed
his arms and fake yawned. “ We
don’ t have time for this.”
    “ You ’ ll make time. Listen
carefully, and you might find your answer. I ’ m going to make this
short. Once upon a time, a satyr—half man and half horse—gave King
Midas a gift. The satyr offered Midas anything he wanted, all for
being