Griffin
“Atlas, we have to get home,” I growl at my husband and march into our honeymoon cabin. I hear him sigh and feel a little guilty for wanting to go home and cut our fun time short.
“Let’s not jump to conclusions, Griffin,” Atlas finally says. “Kronos always appears to you, doesn’t he?”
“He hasn’t appeared as an apparition like that before,” I argue. “He is gaining strength, and Constantine will know that. He will be at our doorstep waiting to take us down so he can free the titan.”
Atlas sighs. “Okay,” He mumbles and turns away from me.
“I’m sorry, Atlas,” I breathe out.
He doesn’t say anything as he starts to gather our things. I silently join him. “We didn’t even get to try out the hot tub.”
“Honey, we have a hot tub at home,” I sigh. It takes us a few minutes to get our t
