Atlas
"Kronos?" I repeat back to my mate, and she nods. "How the hell is he talking? I thought he was in a million pieces."
Griffin rolls her eyes. "He’s a god, Atlas. Even in a million pieces, he is conscious.”
I shudder. “Really?”
“You never really learned about gods before you met me, did you?” She snorts.
“No, Griffin, I didn’t. Selene is the only god I was ever taught about. I didn’t see a reason to learn about the others,” I sigh.
“Well, Gods never really die. Sometimes they fade from existence, but they never die. Kronos was chopped up in a million pieces by Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades,” Griffin explains. “And then thrown into Tartarus. Then somehow, he was moved out of Tartarus and placed under our mountain.”
“I wonder how he got there,” I speculate.
She shrugs. “The babies a
