Hades could feel three distinct gazes locked onto him—each heavy in its own way.
Peri's eyes glittered with amusement, a teasing smile tugging at her lips as if she were watching a drama unfold.
Marilyn looked puzzled, head tilted slightly, trying to grasp the situation before jumping to conclusions.
But Luna… Luna's narrowed eyes bored straight into his soul. Those were the ones that made his heartbeat stutter.
Still, as he had already told Beatrice, he carried no shame for the bond they'd formed. So he breathed out slowly and said it plainly,
"It's Beatrice."
The silence that followed felt endless.
Every passing heartbeat stretched thin, trapping Hades inside it. His palms grew warm. Should he explain? Apologize? Offer comfort? Prepare to be smacked?
He readied himself for anything.
But the backlash he expected… never came.
"Phew…" Luna exhaled dramatically, brushing a hand across her forehead. "I really thought some random girl seduced you."
