Elene’s lips parted when she felt something cold settle on her palm before Forrest swiftly pulled away.
“This—” His voice broke, and he had to clear his throat. “Absolutely nothing special. Just a rock on a thread.”
Way to sell it, man! Hades groaned, rolling his eyes.
“Is this—” Elene stroked the sleek surface, discerning tiny metallic spirals on it linked to a chain, “a pendant?”
“It belonged to my mother,” the General admitted sheepishly. “It’s just a little blue lace agate moon. Pretty cheap, so yeah— like I said, nothing special at all.”
Dude, shut up! Hades growled. You are ruining it!
“It belonged—to your mother?” Elene bit her lip nervously.
“She was an Omega,” Forrest sighed, settling on the floor next to the bed and avoiding looking at her. “She was an Omega and had nothi
